Elementary (2012–…): Season 3, Episode 12 - The One That Got Away - full transcript

Previously on Elementary...

How much heroin is that?
Oh, that's enough.

Wow. Please make
yourself at home.

We want you to be as
comfortable here at Leda

as you were at
your old job.

We found your
nutmeg concoction.

What are you talking about?

You dissolve
corpses for money.

Her name is
Melanie Vilkas, 24 years old.

She went missing a few days ago.

And the reason I couldn't
bring Kitty with me?

Take a look at her back.

They're the same markings
that are on Kitty's back.

This is why I became
a detective...

to hunt this man.
I'm ready.

Simon de Merville.

Lengthy record.

He's not the man who raped me.
What?

I'm watching the news... the man
you were looking for was killed.

Yeah, at least it's over.

Who was that?

My boss at Leda,
Del Gruner. Why?

And insurance is
a $4 trillion industry.

I was wrong, Watson.

De Merville didn't hurt me.

He did.

Ms. Winter, to what
do I owe the pleasure?

Uh, it's-it's been almost a week
since I sent you my report.

I just... I wanted to
know your thoughts.

Not much we don't
already know, hmm?

Latif Malak was taken
on his way home from school

six months ago.

His parents received
a ransom note.

We left it where
the kidnappers asked,

only they never collected it.

And Latif was
never returned.

What did you think of the
bit about the backpack?

This is Latif's backpack,

the one that you found
in the alleyway

that he would cut through on
his way home from school, right?

Where did
you get that?

Only, look at this... the
chest clasp is closed.

You thought that the bag came
loose during a struggle,

but I defy you
to shake it off anyone

when that clasp is locked.

Someone took Latif
and his backpack,

then once he was stashed,

they came back and they planted
the bag in the alleyway.

Which would mean
that the abduction

happened somewhere else.

Which means that you
haven't actually examined

the real crime scene.

Let's just cut to the chase,
shall we?

You want me to talk
to John Hodge again.

He is a registered sex offender

whose flat Latif would walk by
every single day.

You think that the kidnapper
killed Latif by accident...

that's why he never came back
to retrieve his ransom.

But I think it's because he
already had what he wanted...

Latif.

You're a very pretty
girl, Ms. Winter.

But you're
not police.

You mind your business,
and we'll mind ours, all right?

Problem?

You're just
in my way.

Thank you.

She's asleep finally.

I'm worried.

These last few days
were a lot.

I think she needs more help
than we can give her.

You think she's wrong
about your employer, Gruner.

Of course she's wrong.

I reached out
to the Osweiler family

shortly after you arrived.

As it turns out,

they did change their
insurance company last year.

Their names should have been
on the list he gave you.

Wait a second,
are you seriously...?

Knowing their address
would have allowed us

to find Simon de Merville
much sooner.

Perhaps even
before he was killed.

You're upset, and so is Kitty,

but if you think
that my new boss

just happens to be the same guy

who took her in London, I...

I am simply raising
the possibility

that nothing
about your relationship

with Gruner "just happened."

That you were targeted.

During your
courtship with Leda,

there were multiple interviews,

multiple background checks,
were there not?

Would have been a very useful
way to gather intelligence.

On what?

Kitty. Me. You.

Imagine you're him.

Five years ago, you took
and tortured an innocent girl.

She escaped.

You don't know
how much she knows

or what she was able
to tell the police.

The only thing that you know
is that you were never caught.

Now, lucky for you,
you're very wealthy.

You can look for her.

You can keep tabs.

What might you think
when you realize

she has taken up
with a renowned detective?

Oh, so this is all about you.

Us.

He realized we were
educating her, shaping her.

How long might it be

before we turned
our collective attention to him?

Now, there's
strength in numbers.

Killing one of us might
incite the other two.

But giving us an answer
he believed that we sought,

giving us a culprit...

Del framed De Merville?

We don't know why De Merville's
partner attacked him.

Perhaps he was paid to do it.

What if he left
the phone at the bar

that Melanie Vilkas
disappeared from?

She was killed
to make it look

like Kitty's attacker
was in New York.

De Merville would have been
killed to put the matter to bed.

So how, in this scenario,
does Del know the partner?

"In this scenario,"
he's a man of means

and a pervert
of the highest order.

Is it really so hard to imagine

he made friends
with a sex trafficker?

Say you're right.

Say the Osweilers' names did
pop up on the list

that he got from the IRB.

He would have only
taken them off if he knew

the police were looking for
De Merville in Gerritsen Beach.

He needed time to get
to the Osweiler residence

to murder the man himself.

We only knew Gerritsen
Beach was significant

because we traced the call that
De Merville made to his sister.

I never told Del about that.

You ever let anyone
at Leda handle your phone?

No.

They gave me
a company phone, though.

Hello.

Joan, it's Del.

I'm gonna have to let you go.

Too much has gone on this week.

It's too bad, really.

For a while there, you were

a great help.

Del Gruner?

Captain Gregson.

We'd like to ask you
some questions.

No, I'm sorry.

I've never seen
this man before.

His name was
Ervin Bogdani.

He was a sex trafficker
for the Albanian mafia.

He made an attempt on the life
of this man a few days ago.

Recognize him?

I think I do... he was
in the news this week, right?

He, um, he killed a girl,
left her on a pier.

Captain, are you approaching
anything resembling a point?

Your client is a person
of interest in the murder

of the person he
just mentioned...

Melanie Vilkas.

I watch the news, too.

This is the man
who killed her.

Actually, we're not
so sure about that.

Can we cut to the chase?

The two of you are close
with Joan Watson.

Mr. Gruner fired her
last night.

Now he's a suspect
in a murder case

that's already been solved.
It's okay, Jim.

I don't mind answering
a few questions.

It's our understanding
that you spent some time

in London five years ago.

We'd acquired a British company.

I was there
for about six months.

During those six months,
another girl was taken.

She was raped, beaten, branded,
just like Melanie.

Only, this girl escaped.

She thought she broke a
few of her attacker's fingers

before she got away.

You broke your right ring
and middle fingers.

I can tell.

They didn't heal right.

Yeah, remember when boxing
was the new jogging?

Well, I, uh, I took on
a heavy bag and lost.

I'm sorry,
but I-I have to ask.

I-Is this other girl
named Kitty?

Joan mentioned
her a few times.

Uh... I know

she survived an attack
similar to the one

that you're describing.

We're not at liberty
to discuss that.

We're done here.
Jim...

I'm sorry if your consultant
had her feelings hurt.

But Mr. Gruner is the face
of Leda Insurance.

He works with several
prominent charities.

He's given millions of dollars
and hundreds of hours

of his time, and he was
also a major contributor

to the mayor's last
election campaign.

So unless you want
to explain to Hizzoner

why Del Gruner is suing
the New York Police Department,

I suggest you let
this matter drop.

Gentlemen.

He did it.

It was all over
his face.

I know.

Guy's got us
right where he wants us.

Firing you makes this all
look retaliatory.

Kitty never saw his face,

and her rape kit in London
didn't turn up any viable DNA.

And all the evidence
here in New York points

to Simon de Merville.

I'm not gonna
make it easy

for him to sue
the department.

I'll take a leave
of absence.

Screw that.

We do this, we do it together.

This is a 55-year-old male
with weight gain and edema

as well as a history
of hypothyroidism.

Kitty Winter?
Hypothyroidism is secondary

to radioactive iodine
for Graves disease many years...

My name's
Sherlock Holmes.

We met yesterday
after a fashion.

You were blocking my
way at Scotland Yard.

I've brought
your tablet back.

How did you get this address?

DCI Hopkins.

He oversees the inspector
you've been harassing... Davies.

I haven't been harassing anyone.
Yes, you have.

But with good reason...
Davies is a good man,

but he's a limited thinker
and he requires harassment.

Are you a policeman?

No, certainly not.
I'm a consultant.

I'm currently in the employ
of another department,

but I make myself available
to the police when needed.

You make your wage as
a transcriptionist, do you not?

Sounds like
lonely work.

Anyway, I read your report,
and I think you're right.

Latif Malak was not taken
from that alleyway,

he was taken
from somewhere else.

I would very much like
to discuss

the subject with you further,

but preferably not
through a door.

You can keep your knife
pointed at me if you like.

How, how did you...
My sense

from inquiring about you is
that I'm your last and best hope

of finding Latif and bringing
his abductor to justice.

Do you wish my help or not?

How are you feeling?

Better. Thank you.

I've eaten already.

These are for you.

I'm not really hungry.

These are for you.

Where's Watson?

She's assisting Captain Gregson
and Detective Bell

with a more thorough
investigation of Del Gruner.

Did you know that "Del" is
short for "Adelbert"?

Small wonder
the man is a sadist.

Shouldn't you be with her?

My place is here with you.

Sherlock...

I'm ashamed of myself.
I allowed you to leave

the morgue
unaccompanied yesterday.

You thought the man who hurt you

was still at large,
and I thought...

I should've been there.

When you realized who he was.

I'm leaving.

A few days ago...

you recommended
that I go back to London,

and I should've listened to you.

I wasn't ready
for this, Sherlock.

It's all been
worked out with my mum.

There's a ticket for me at JFK.

I leave at noon.

I just...

wanted you to know
that I'm sorry.

For going after
De Merville's sister.

The captain was
right to sack me.

You've been suspended.
There is a difference.

I know now that I can't...

help you.

I'll just distract.

I'll arrange for the police

to take you to the airport.

Hello?

So, it took a lot of visits

to a lot of unsavory places,

but Marcus and I were able
to confirm that no one

from the Albanian mob ordered
a hit on Simon de Merville.

This lends credence

to the idea that Ervin Bogdani

was taking orders
from someone else

when he came at De Merville
with a knife

the other day.
Only there's

no proof to connect
Bogdani to Del.

Stop calling him that, please.

Del?
Del. Del is the man

who hired you.
A friendly face, a facade.

We seek Gruner!

So, what's all this?

Patrons from the bar that
Melanie Vilkas disappeared from

recalled seeing Ervin Bogdani
the night of the crime.

He is in all likelihood
the man who took her.

Her murder, on the
other hand, was the work

of the same man
who took Kitty... Gruner.

Take a look
at the autopsy report.

He revels in his work
and who he is.

I think it's highly unlikely
that he limited himself

to just Kitty and Melanie Vilkas
over the last five years.

But you and Kitty were never
able to identify other victims.

Women with brands on their backs.
If...

Gruner is a habitual murderer,
it stands to reason

he is also practiced in the art
of disposing of bodies.

He may be so practiced

that no other victims
have ever turned up.

Or they have,
but his various signatures

were deliberately destroyed.

Well, Melanie Vilkas' body
turned up.

He wanted us to find her.

We must identify the victims
he did not wish us to find.

Within these boxes
lie open cases.

Women who were taken and/or
murdered in the New York area

over the last ten years.

Their abductors and
their killers were

never identified.
I will wager at least

some of them
fell victim to Gruner.

If we can cobble together
even a theoretical victim pool,

we may find evidence,
which will undo him.

In other words, we're looking
for a needle in a haystack.

Needles. But yes,
our night will be long.

Did Kitty get to the
airport all right?

She should be arriving
in London shortly.

I wanted to apologize.

You were right about everything.

He lied to me.

It's my fault that
Kitty had to leave.

You were manipulated
by a brilliant psychopath

for whom lying is as autonomic
a process as breathing.

Join the club.

It's Kitty.

She just landed.

? ?

Well, looks like
you made some progress.

After you fell asleep,

I continued going
through the files.

These are the women

who fell into the widest net.

Women who match Kitty's

and Melanie Vilkas'
general appearance

and age, but whose remains
were either never found or

found in such condition
as to potentially obscure

the scarring
from Gruner's brand.

From there, I looked
at the details of each case.

In some, the abductions
did not match

what we believe
to be Gruner's M.O.

The drugging
and stealing away of women.

Others occurred at times
that we can confirm

he was out of the country.

In this way, I've managed
to narrow our search

down to...
three potential candidates.

Okay, well, like you said last
night, this is all theoretical.

You're basing this all
on Kitty and Melanie Vilkas.

And considering Gruner left
Melanie's body for us to find,

I mean, she could be as false
a lead as Simon de Merville.

It's unlikely the rest
of what Gruner did

to Melanie Vilkas was faked.

A deranged person can
no more choose

their sexual proclivities
than a healthy one.

I'm hoping he made
some strategic error.

Giving away more information
than he intended.

Oh.

What about her? Francine Bianco?
She kind of looks like his type.

And whoever killed
her burned her body.

It could've been Gruner trying
to hide the brand marks.

Why didn't she make the list?

Ms. Bianco was held
by her captor

for almost one year.

Neither Melanie Vilkas

nor any of our three
suspected matches

were held for more
than a month.

Was that really enough
to discount her?

I'm sorry, did you
come up with a better

process of elimination
in your sleep?

You told me to take a break.

These are our strongest leads.

Might Francine Bianco
join their number eventually?

Yes, of course she might.

Gruner might have killed all of
these women or he might have

killed none of them.
I have to start somewhere.

Detective, you have
myself and Watson.

Hey, I've been turning over
rocks in Gruner's life

and a name jumped out
at me: Tabitha Laird.

Is that someone you
think he killed?

I think it's somebody
he may have wanted to kill.

Tabitha Laird is alive.

I'm on my way
to talk to her right now.

I'm sorry.
Just give me a second, okay?

Hey, hon?

You color Mommy
something nice, okay?

I think there
must be some confusion.

I never filed
a police complaint against Del.

No, Ms. Laird, we know that.
But you work for a charity

for foster kids, right?

Hearth and Home Foundation?
That's right.

Del is on the board.

Couple years ago you had
a conversation about him

with another board member.
We wanted to ask you about it.

You talked to Bonnie Kemp.

That was all a mistake.

Del and I are friends now.

She gave the impression
that, at the time,

you thought it was harassment.

Del had just
joined the foundation.

Part of my job was
to get him situated.

There were a couple of...
incidents.

Incidents?

He invited me
to his beach house.

He said I could bring
Jesse and we should

bring our bathing suits.

A few weeks later
he asked again.

I mentioned it to Bonnie
and he apologized

and backed off
the very next day.

It's nothing against him.
He just wasn't my type.

Type is important,
especially to a man like Gruner.

Whatever it is
that you think Del did,

you're wrong.

He's a sweet guy.

He's been very good to me.

Good? How?
Well, in addition

to his work with
the Hearth and Home Foundation,

he funds a scholarship
at a private school

in the city.
Jesse was the recipient

two years ago.

Without Del, I don't know
where I'd be today.

Well, what do you think?

I think she doesn't fit
our victim profile.

She's older than the others.
She's taller, fair-haired.

The most striking
difference, of course,

is that she's still alive.

If Gruner wasn't
stalking her, what was he doing?

Like many serial killers,
Gruner's a narcissist.

He saw Tabitha Laird and her son
and he saw an opportunity

to bask in the glory
of his own good deeds.

He doesn't contribute to
charities or fund scholarships

because he's a good person;
he does it 'cause he likes

the attention that he gets.
You said you were looking

into other areas of his life.
I say we cut our losses,

compare whatever else
you've learned with our list

of potential victims, and then

see if we can
find a connection.

You gonna tell me why
you asked me to meet you here,

or do I have to guess?

Latif. He came here
straight from the hospital.

You were wrong about
the pederast Hodge.

The boy's true abductor was
a woman named Baraa Nezain.

Until a few hours
ago, she resided

in the same building
as the Malak family.

She lost her own son
to leukemia in 2012.

Latif was to be the replacement.

She lured him to her
flat, she drugged him,

and she hid him there.
Then she put his backpack

in that alleyway to mislead
the police as to when and where

he was taken. Just
as you predicted.

He's going
home tonight.

'Cause of you.

No, I thought it was Hodge.
I was positive.

You wished it
to be Hodge.

That's understandable.

You were drawn to this
case because you also

fell victim to a
sexual predator.

I'm sorry. I've known
since our second meeting.

If you are to hone your
skills as an investigator,

you really must know
your blind spots.

How did you take
everything that I told you

and come up with this?

All in good time, Ms. Winter.

Firstly, I've got an offer
I'd like you to consider.

? ?

Thanks to all of you,

we were able to find good homes
for more kids in 2014

than in any prior year
of our history.

To talk about what lies ahead,
here is a man

whose generosity
with his money and his time

truly embodies the spirit
of Hearth and Home.

Del Gruner.

Thank you, Warren.
Thank you.

So, this rich guy dies,
and he finds himself

in front of St. Peter
at the Pearly Gates...

I had no idea you were involved
with the foundation.

I wasn't.

But then I saw you'd
be here tonight,

and all of a sudden,
I knew how I wanted to spend

my severance
check from Leda.

Hmm. Well, if you're planning
on making a scene, be my guest.

Just don't expect it
to do any good.

You see, these people
are my friends.

It'll only take a few seconds
for you to be removed.

I'm not here
to make a scene, Del.

I just wanted to tell you
to enjoy it all while it lasts.

And what makes you
think it's not going to last?

Carrie Morse, Stacey Goff,

Vivian Russell...
we know about them.

It's only a matter of time
before we

connect you
to one of their murders.

I'm sorry.

None of those names
ring a bell. Should they?

Miss Watson.

What are you doing here?

Ms. Laird. Well, Del and I
used to work together.

I saw the foundation was
hosting an event tonight,

and I thought I'd come
and say hello.

How do you know Joan?
Oh, my colleagues and I

paid her a visit today.

We had a very interesting
conversation.

Actually, we didn't.

Um, they thought you
and I had a problem.

I told them they
couldn't be more wrong.

I was just coming to let you
know the silent auction

is wrapping up, so...

Oh, I was
just leaving.

I wouldn't bid on any vacations
if I were you.

Let's say I'm anything
like you think I am.

How smart would that make you,
testing me like this?

You should be careful, Del.

We're not in some basement.

I don't have duct tape
around my eyes and wrists.

Let go.

Or we'll find
out how you do

against a woman who can
actually fight back.

I did a 12-week psych rotation,

and I still couldn't tell you

how someone could stand
in the middle

of a charity benefit,
be accused of

a string of murders
and tell jokes.

I'm just as
baffled by you.

You just gave
our adversary

the names we were able
to divine.

If those women
were indeed his victims,

now he knows our plan.
He can interfere.

We are playing a guessing game.
You know that as well as I do.

I do not guess!
You know what I mean.

Having these women's pictures,
the dates and times

they disappeared... it's not
the same as physical evidence.

We don't have bodies to autopsy,
crime scenes to visit.

It is a poor detective
who blames her evidence, Watson.

I wanted to see his face.

I wanted to say
those three names

and see what he did.

And?

Nothing.

Yeah, well, that doesn't
mean we're not right.

I did not come here
to scrap the list, okay?

I came here because
I think it is incomplete.

There was one name that did
get a rise out of Gruner.

Tabitha Laird.
She was there tonight.

When he realized
we'd been to see her,

he lost it.

Define "lost it."

I saw him tonight...
the real him.

Tabitha Laird may not fall
into the victim profile

that we cobbled together,
but I am telling you,

he's got plans for her.

Tabitha Laird could not
be more dissimilar

to the three women we
were able to isolate.

Perhaps his interest in her
is genuinely romantic.

There have been serial killers
with wives, girlfriends.

These men are outliers,
but they do exist.

No, we know what Gruner
does to women.

We know what he sees
when he looks at them.

This thing with Tabitha, it's...

I can't explain it,
but there was something there.

Then the only thing
that we know for certain

is that I've wasted a great deal
of time on victimology.

We're going to get Kitty back.

We're going to
take care of this.

She'll come back, and you'll get
to finish what you started.

You should call the captain,

arrange for protective detail
for Tabitha Laird

and her son.

I will revisit
every file in every box.

If she is in
play for Gruner,

then we will need to
broaden our parameters.

We will need women in their 40s,
taller women, women with...

What is it?

You said the director of
the Hearth and Home Foundation

thanked Del Gruner for his six
years of service this evening,

did you not?
Yes.

Francine Bianco...
she was taken in April 2008.

Her charred remains
were not found

in a shallow grave
until March 2009.

Right, but I thought
that was the problem.

She was kept for almost a year,

the other women kept
only a few weeks.

What if he intended to only
keep her for a few weeks,

but then her circumstances
changed?

What kind of circumstances?

I don't think Gruner
is interested

in Tabitha Laird at all.

I think he's interested
in her son.

I can't do it.

Oh, then you
can't come in.

? ?

This method is the only way

to bypass the chain on
a door such as this one.

It is important
that you master it.

Like it's important
that I study tobacco ash

and can distinguish
one form of mold from another.

Do you know
why most investigators fail?

Lack of elastics?

They refuse to extend
their base of knowledge

beyond the bounds of basic
investigative procedure.

Right, but we've been
doing this for weeks.

When do we get
to take on an actual case?

When I decide that you're ready.

Do it again.

You don't look well, you know.

What's my appearance got
to do with anything?

You've been mopey
ever since MI6 fired you.

I think you're taking
your frustrations out on me.

I am gifting you
with an education.

Well, maybe you were just wrong
about me.

Only that can't be it
because you're never wrong.

Watson was much further along
at this point.

Perhaps you're right
about me being wrong.

I was only ever trying
to fix you,

but you seem
to enjoy being broken.

Don't call me again.

Ever.

Yes, Jesse is adopted.

What does that have
to do with anything?

Did you ever come in contact
with the biological parents? No,

he was a safe haven baby.
Someone left him at a firehouse.

Why?

We have reason
to believe

that Jesse's father
might be Del Gruner.

What?
We think he abducted this woman,

Francine Bianco, in 2008.

We think she's

Jesse's
biological mother.

This is insane.

Insane would be
a fair assessment.

Mr. Gruner suffers from
what must surely be

clinical narcissism.

That is why, when he realized
he'd impregnated his captive,

he veered from what we believe
to be his pattern.

He, uh...
he'd created something,

a life, and it was his, which
means it meant something to him.

So he spared Ms. Bianco.

At least until she came to term.

That doesn't even make sense.

Why would somebody do all that
just to give him up?

Odds are he didn't know how to explain
suddenly having a child. His appointment

at the Hearth and
Home Foundation

allowed him access

and a means to, uh,
influence Jesse's life.

He later funded a scholarship
for the same reason.

I would like you to leave.

Please. We know how
difficult this is to hear.

We don't expect you
to take it on faith.

We just want to swab
the inside of Jesse's cheek.

If we're wrong and his DNA
does not match Francine's,

we'll know
within a few hours.

If we're right,
believe us,

you don't want Jesse's
father walking free.

There's no luggage in the house.

Half his clothes are missing.

Del Gruner is not out
buying cigarettes.

Well, you think he
knew we were coming?

Maybe Tabitha Laird
tipped him off.

He vacated abruptly
a couple of hours ago.

Well, we got
a BOLO out.

Would be nice to monitor
his credit card activity,

but the judge who gave us
the search warrant

was being generous

as it is.
Generous?

Yeah, we got the DNA test
that shows that Jesse Laird

is Francine Bianco's son.
We got Kitty's statements.

Both raise
questions.

But if we want to go hard
after this guy,

we need to pull a solid answer
out of this place.

Well, there has to be a usable
DNA sample in here somewhere.

I've already sent a hairbrush
to the M.E.'s lab for testing.

If Gruner's
the father,

he's cooked...
assuming we can find him.

Well, there must surely
be a clue here

which will help in that regard.

I'll take this floor, Watson,
you take upstairs.

How do you know
when it's ready, Del?

Del?

Talk to
me, Del.

You must not like
hearing your name

in the mouth of the person
who's gonna kill you.

I know I didn't.

That's one of the reasons I changed it.
It wasn't just

so you wouldn't find me, it was
the way that you kept using it.

You're going to die tonight,
quite horribly.

Then I'm gonna dissolve you
in a sink.

Wait!

I just want you to know...

that I never stopped
seeing your face.

Not after that night.

The other girls,

the ones who didn't escape...

well, I saw you.

The bitch who
broke my hand.

You think you went through hell.

Oh, but they suffered more

because of you!

Help!

In here! Help!

It's me.

And it's only me.

Open the door.

I was here once,
you know.

Not literally here,

but where you are
with him.

The man you thought
killed Irene.

I couldn't go through with it.

You had the wrong man,
I have the right one.

Does my nose
deceive me,

or have you laid hands

on some nutmeg concoction?

How did you find me?
Your phone.

There's an application on it
which allows me to track you.

So you saw that I hadn't
gone back to London.

I knew you weren't going
the second you told me.

If you knew that I was lying...

You were right the other day.
At the morgue.

When you said
I couldn't possibly know

what you're feeling.

I thought, perhaps,
this was what you needed.

It is.

I was less certain.

So I returned
to the business at hand.

I thought if Watson and I
could bring Gruner to justice

before you acted,
you would be spared the decision

that you have to make
regarding his life.

If, on the other hand,

we could not undo Gruner...

So, why are you here now?

When I returned to London
last year,

I had certain expectations.

Exactly none
of them were met.

Our crossing paths
changed things for me.

You, um...

saved me.

I'd like to return the favor.

This is a favor.

Interfering.

If you decide
that killing Gruner

is going
to make you feel whole again,

I won't stop you.

But I'd be remiss
if I didn't tell you

that we had found a way
to expose him.

What does that have
to do with me?

With what he did to me?

Nothing.

Everything.

Wish I could tell you.

Whatever you decide,

you must understand

that you will always be
special to me.

You will always...

be my friend.

Tonight's your lucky night, Del.

I'm not gonna
kill you after all.

Everything I've shown
you tonight was just...

a mask.

It isn't really me.

You'd know all about
masks, wouldn't you?

You've worn one
your entire life.

I've taken mine off.

Now it's your turn.

You want to tell me where
you've been the last few hours?

No.

Tell me she's okay.

Captain.

We got him. Gruner.

We've been trying to ping
his cell phone for hours,

but suddenly it
came back on.

We found him in a
warehouse on Staten Island

tied to a chair.

At first, we thought someone
had lit his head on fire,

but the doctor said it was
some kind of corrosive.

Preliminary lab work
says he is Jesse Laird's

biological father,
and Joan found a book stashed

at his place.
There are pictures

in there that he's not
gonna be able to explain.

He's gonna wake up

after a few hours,
and right after I tell him

he's under arrest, I'm gonna
ask him who did this to him.

Maybe it's a
name I know.

Maybe it isn't.

Either way, I'm gonna
have to go after them.

Understood.

There's some things I need
to wrap up with the captain.

I wanted you to know

that this is the last time
I'll be using this phone.

Thought you'd want to verify

that I really have gone
to the airport this time.

So you have.

Do you think
I did the right thing?

I think you do not have
the stain of a murder upon you.

You say that I saved you,
but the way that I see it...

you gave me everything.

Have you decided
where you're going to go?

Well, somewhere I can use
what you taught me,

somewhere I can help people.

I might reach out to you with
a question every now and again.

I hope that's okay.

I am at your disposal.

Do you know what I haven't said
to anyone in a really long time?

I love you.

Isn't that the saddest thing?

Did you, uh...
you, uh, forget something?

I'm sorry for
leaving last week.

It was a mistake.

You started something with me,

and I'd like you to finish it.

Come back tomorrow
at midday...

and bring some goggles.

And a ladder.

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