Motive (2013–2016): Season 1, Episode 13 - The One That Got Away - full transcript

You should totally call her.

I'm not gonna call her.

She hung up on me.

She's testing you.

[Laughs] To hell with that.

I'm not into playing games.

How are they biting?

Nothing yet!

Yeah, I caught a couple of
nice Coho last week.

Yeah?

I hope you left some for us!



Yeah, just catch and release.

[Chuckles]

Hey!

I got one!

[Laughs]

[Club music pounding]

Whoa, hold on.

Come on, man.

Look, my buddies just got in.

I was-I was parking the car.

You got a driver's license?

Yeah, sure.

[Laughs] You got robbed.

Doesn't even look like you.



Junior!

Back of the line.

Come on, man, just
let me slide just this once.

Come back when you don't

need a note from your mommy.

[Giggling]

You got a problem?

Yeah.

Hey, sorry I'm late.

I know. I'm sorry.

That's all right.

Good morning. Hi.

I'm not in the mood
to argue, though.

[Chuckles]
I didn't say anything.

[Sighs heavily]

Would you like
to talk about it?

What?

Uh, would you like
to talk about Manny?

I don't want to talk about it.

I'm not ready.

Okay, we're not
going to talk about it.

No, no. I'm not... ready.

It's just been the two of us
for so long, you know,

just me and my boy...

Besides, are youth hostels
that safe anyway?

You've been to Europe.
You tell me. Don't lie to me.

I don't know,
I guess it depends on

the youths who are
hosteling there.

All right, listen,
it's going to be all right.

It's going to be fine.

I'm a total idiot.

Why did I agree to this?
Am I an idiot?

No, no, listen,
he's a smart kid.

You trust him.

Everybody should see Paris
at least once, Ange.

I've never been to Paris.

I'm serious.

[Chuckling] Okay.

And this has nothing
to do with Manny

stopping by to see
his dad on the way?

Or the fact that his dad

is helping to
finance this trip?

No.

Maybe.

Where's Lucas?

He's talking to
a neighborhood resident.

Who found the body.

Morning, Angie.

Back at ya.
What do we got?

Victim was found
by an older gentleman

out walking his dog.

Dog ran off, starts barking.

Seems Fido was digging up
our victim here.

[Sighing] Aw, that's a kid.

Where the hell you been?

Yeah, Dave, sorry.

I... I slept in,
and then the truck broke down.

Yeah, right.

You never were a good liar,
even as a boy.

No, honest! I...

[Sighs]

It won't happen again.

[♪]

[Music blasting through earbuds]

[♪]

Motive 01x13
The One Who Got Away
Original Air Date May 16, 2013

Rigor?

The ground's cold.

Rigor's not a dependable
gauge of T.O.D.

Well, do you want to wing it?

Come on, live a little.

Wouldn't do
either of us any good.

Ah, you're no fun.

Oh, yes, I am.

Victim has
post-mortem scratches

on his wrist and his hand.

From the dog
trying to dig him up?

Likely.

He also has a deep
abdominal stab wound.

I'm guessing he died
from blood loss,

but I don't see any blood here.

None?

Well, not enough to be
consistent with the wound.

Sexual assault?

I'll know more later.

Yeah, no clothes were found.

No I.D.

Someone's trying
to hide his identity.

Hey!

Let's get this kid printed.

Some parent just lost a child.

[Woman's laughter from inside]

Is someone picking you up?

Yeah, my mom.

Okay, great.

We'll see you
next week, Nathan.

Cool.

Cam, I'll be with you shortly.

Hey.

Hey.

Sounded like you were
having fun in there.

Yeah, she seems pretty cool...

You know, for a shrink.

You just start now?

Yeah, but only because
I have to.

Parents, huh?

Court.

Yeah?

Me too.

Of course, that was
a lot of years ago.

Probably the same age as you

when I started.

And you're still coming?

I like it.

It makes me feel better.

Okay, so not enough blood
for this to be the kill site.

And why haul a dead body

into a public park to bury it?

I mean, there's hundreds
of possible witnesses.

Well, they need enough time
to bury the body, right,

so let's say it's
last night, it's dark.

Maybe he had a bit of coverage.

Yeah, but why would you
do it here?

Why not out in the country?
In a river? Anywhere else?

Well, maybe we're
dealing with someone

who's willing to take risks?

Gets off on it even?

Maybe someone who lives nearby.

[Metal crunching and creaking]

[Roars, knife stabs]

[Breathing hard]

[Screaming]

[Gasping in anguish]

[Therapist]: Cam, you seem
a little excited today.

Is something going on?

No.

Nothing I can think of.

Cam, I know you too well.

Everything's fine.

I mean, my uncle's still
ragging on me at work,

but what else is new?

Well, we've talked about

your feelings
toward Dave before.

I know, but, man,

I'll be glad when I can
afford a place of my own.

I see that guy
at home, at work.

You know he's doing
the best he can.

But I'm not a boy anymore.

I'm a man.

Yes, indeed.

A young man who's made
amazing progress.

But we still need
people in our lives

that we can rely on.

People we can trust.

So, I'll call missing persons?

Yeah.

I have a possible
witness coming in.

To the murder?

The killer, perhaps.

Do tell.

I have an Amanda Holmes,

who said she saw
someone acting suspicious

around the park about midnight.

Okay, go get a statement.

Copy that.

[Therapist]: Are you
listening to me?

You know how depressed you get

when you fixate
on negative emotions.

How do you feel
when you lose control?

Do you write down
everything I say?

No, Nathan,

not everything.

Just notes about how well
I think you're doing.

But if you find it distracting,

I could start
recording our sessions.

Would that be okay?

I guess so.

Do you tell my parents
anything we talk about in here?

No.

Everything you tell me
is private.

Strictly between you and me.

Yeah. I just wanted to check.

Nathan, I would never
betray your trust.

Okay.

I noticed you and Cam
talking the other day.

Yeah, he's actually
going to pick me up today.

He seems like a pretty cool guy.

Cam is a young man
with issues of his own.

I'm not sure he would be
a good influence.

Got an ident on our victim.

Nathan Conroy, 17.

His prints were in the system?

He was arrested for
possession of a deadly weapon

four months ago.

[Angie sighing]:
Okay...

Can I drive?

Yeah.

'Kay.

[Engine rumbling]

How does a kid
with this kind of a head start

even have an arrest record?

Do you know what, why don't I
take point this time?

Yeah, okay.

[Father, shakily]:
I can't...

I'm sorry, I know this is hard.

Did Nathan seem upset
about anything recently?

He's a teenager.

They're all upset
about something.

A couple of months ago,
Nathan was arrested

for pulling a knife
on another boy in his class.

Yeah, but Nathan wouldn't
have done anything.

He was just trying to show off.

He just wanted to be like
one of the big boys.

Always trying
to grow up too fast.

Did the other boy ever
threaten Nathan in return?

No.

In fact, he went
back to Australia.

Foreign exchange.

All kids go through
rough patches.

Yeah, they do.

It looked like
he was turning a corner.

Nathan seemed happier lately.

The psychologist really
seemed to be helping.

The court-appointed one.

Do you have that doctor's name?

So?

Hmm, years ago,

before I joined the force,

I got jury duty.

There's a fun fact.

Yeah.

This doctor,
Dr. Kate Robbins.

I think she was the doctor

that testified on the stand.

Really?
That's a good memory.

Yeah, or a guilty conscience.

It's a long story.

Check out her address.

2140 West 7th.

Wait a minute, isn't that...

Yeah.

It's, like, a block away from
where Nathan's body was found.

- Hi.
- Hello.

Thanks for squeezing us
into your schedule.

Of course.

Can you tell me
what this is about?

Sure, um...

That park.

Yeah, I noticed
the police there.

Is that why you're here?

One of your patients
was found murdered there.

I beg your pardon?

Nathan Conroy was found
buried in that park.

Oh, dear Lord.

[Gasping]

How are his parents?

Uh, as well as can
be expected.

According to them,

Nathan didn't talk
too much at home.

What teenager does, right?

Mm. But he did talk to you?

You're aware of

the doctor/patient
confidentiality ethic?

We're aware,

but we're also aware

that the "patient" part
of this equation is now dead,

so it's really
up to your discretion.

We're trying
to catch his killer.

Anything you tell us will help.

Nathan had what we call

an antisocial
personality disorder.

People with APD have
trouble with authority,

they often lack empathy,

they often commit
impulsive acts of aggression

or violence.

He was making

remarkable progress.

Really opening up,

beginning to acknowledge
his emotions.

Did he ever tell you
if he was afraid of anyone?

No, not that I recall.

Did you have an appointment
with him yesterday?

No.

We weren't scheduled until...

Tomorrow.

Okay.

If you think of anything else.

Thanks very much.

Thanks for your time.

[Nathan]:
At first, it looks like fog,

like a dark cloud
trying to smother me.

It's all around me,
and I can't breathe.

And I know there's something
in the fog with me,

and it wants to hurt me,
maybe even kill me.

Are you afraid of
something, Cam?

I'm afraid of losing...

What?

You.

You and I have always managed

to work through
whatever comes up, haven't we?

I will always be here for you

for as long as you need me.

I think that's all
that we have time for,

for today.

[Sighs heavily]

[Call ringing]

[Cell phone ringing]

Hey, it's Cam.
You know what to do.

[Beep]

[Dr. Robbins]: Cam, you seemed
a little bit shaken

after our last session.

I'm just checking in

to make sure everything's okay.

I'm a little worried about you.

Call me. Please.

[Witness]:
I didn't see his face.

He was wearing a black hoodie.

Then how do you know
that it was a man?

I know a man's body
when I see one.

Is there anything else,
Ms. Holmes?

Yeah, he ran over to
a pickup truck,

and then he drove off.

What color was the truck?

Several.

The driver's door was blue.

The rest of the truck
was burgundy,

and there were these
different colored splotches

all over it,
like it had been sanded down.

I didn't get the license plate.

Mm-hmm.

And I can confirm that
there was no sexual assault.

Well, thank God for that.

But when I opened up
his lungs...

Yeah?

I found pollen.

Like from a flower?

Yeah, just like that.

The lab is analyzing it now.

How deep was the stab wound?

Six inches,

with an upward thrust
of 23 degrees.

Oh, and look at this,

microscopic traces of rust

around the entrance moving out.

First, I was thinking
a knife or a sword.

Yeah, but pollen, and rust...

Mm-hmm, and
the blade shape

would be consistent
with long shears.

You think garden shears?

Or hedge clippers,
but, yeah, exactly.

Does that help?

Well, I'm sure it does.

I just wish I knew how.

I don't get it.

Where's the party?

It starts here.

I don't keep it at home.

If my uncle ever found out?

[Exhales]

You don't live
with your parents?

No, they're dead.

Car accident.

Crap. I'm sorry,
dude. I didn't...

[Chuckles] Yeah. Thanks.

Hey, you know, back
in the doctor's office,

when you asked me
why I was still seeing her.

Yeah?

I lied.

What do you mean?

I mean, yeah, it helps
to have someone to talk to,

but truth is,

I think she's hot.

[Chuckles] Yeah?

You don't think so?

Okay, sure.

Just between you and me,

I'm planning on getting me
a little piece of that.

Awesome.

[Clicks lighter]

Got a ping on the truck.

How?

A foot patrol radioed it in,

he spotted a similar vehicle
driving downtown.

Tell me we got a plate.

We did.

Truck is registered to
a Cameron Radcliffe.

We put out
an A.P.B.

He was previously tried
as a juvenile...

Yeah, for manslaughter I know.

What do you mean,
you know this guy?

Well, that jury I sat on?

This was the kid
who was on trial.

We found him innocent.

[Lucas]:
You were a bus dispatcher?

[Lynn]: Yeah.
Now.

I was a lot of things
before I was a badge.

So back then,
you would've been...

Younger.

Manny had just started school,

and I didn't like
taking time off work

to sit on a jury,

but once it started,
I kind of liked it.

- And here you are.
- And here I is.

So Cameron Radcliffe
was arrested for manslaughter,

but then later acquitted.

Yeah. We were deadlocked
for five days.

How many holdouts?

Let me guess.

Just, the thing that
seemed weird to me is,

when he sat
at the defense table,

he was definitely nervous.

He was drumming his fingers,
his knees were always going.

Then when he took the stand,
he was calm, collected,

and he was even charming.

Wait, you thought
he was acting?

I didn't know,
it just seemed off.

So Cameron managed to fool
the psychologist expert?

Well, that's what
the foreman's argument was, too.

And Dr. Robbins did make
a very intelligent,

heartfelt plea on Cam's behalf.

So, you know,
after five days of arguing,

I did change my mind.

Wow, I'm surprised

anybody could get you
to change your mind.

That never worked for me.

Yeah, uh-huh.

I was a little different
back then, that's all.

The point is, Cam got off,

and every now and again,

I do wonder
if I made the right decision.

This is Dr. Robbins.

I'm either out of the office
or with a patient right now.

Leave your name and number
and I'll get back to you.

He's not at home

and his uncle says
he didn't show up for work.

Do you know where
he might be?

I'm sorry, I have no idea.

You know, coincidentally,

I was one of the jurors
on Cam's trial.

Small world.

So, you saw

the same potential
that I saw in Cam.

Well, I remember

you made a very
convincing argument,

saying that you didn't think
he was capable of the crime.

I didn't think so then.

But now?

Well, given recent tragedy,

I have to be honest,
I'm a little in shock.

You must be having
second thoughts as well.

You've treated Cam
for over a decade now.

Is that...

- Normal?
- Yeah.

Different patients
have different needs.

However...

Yes?

I feel guilty for even
saying this out loud,

but recently, I've been thinking

that it's time for Cam
to see another psychologist.

And why is that?

Well, Cam's a young man now,

with a young man's needs

and desires.

So you're saying

he wanted to take
your relationship

beyond doctor-patient?

I'm afraid he began
to misconstrue clinical concern

for physical attraction.

Did he ever try to...

No, no.

Nothing physical.

Which is why I wanted to end
our sessions

before things became...

Awkward.

Right.

[Ange]: Is Mark meeting you
at the airport?

I guess. I don't know.

Maybe he'll have
one of those signs, you know?

"Here's the father
you never knew you had."

So, I-I want to drive you
to the airport, I think.

That's okay.
You've got to go to work.

Besides, the shuttle
will be here any second.

Yeah, I know, but...

[Chuckles]

I'm going to miss you.

I'm not going to the moon.

I know. I know...

And one day,
you're going to move out,

and you're going to
have your own family.

And you're going to
be a grandma?

Shut your dirty mouth.

[Laughs]

[Car honks outside]

Okay. Okay.

Uh, listen, I want you
to call me

when you clear ticketing,

and then after security.

Then maybe one more time
after you've boarded, okay?

Yeah, yeah.

Um, is there anything
you want me to tell mark?

Uh... tell him hi, I guess.

I'll be fine.

With everything.

Yeah, I know.

I know.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

You travel safe, okay?

I will.

Okay.

Dr. Rogers?

In here!

Oh, uh, excuse me.

Relax, you missed
the best part.

Your message said

the report came back
from the lab on the pollen?

Yeah.

Would you mind?

Oh... kay.

Thanks, detective.

I'm running late already,

and I don't think my date's
going to appreciate

being kept waiting
by a bowel dissection.

Okay, the pollen is from
an exotic species of plant,

called the Fuchsia
Magellanica Aurea.

Pretty.

Yes, it's native
to South America.

The pollen from this flower

was found
in our victim's lungs?

Mm-hmm, it looks like
fine yellow powder.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Have fun.

I always do.

Whew.

[Police radio crackles]

[Siren chirps]

[Groaning in pain]

[Screaming]

[Tires squealing]

Okay, people, listen up.

We've got an officer down,
critically injured.

I need all hands on deck.

Suspect is one
Cameron Radcliffe,

and he's on the run.

Any questions,

Flynn and Vega
will take point for homicide.

We'll dispatch a tactical team
to his home and workplace, sir.

Let's haul some ass.

Where would Cameron go?

Original murder site?

Lucas? Result?

Called Nathan's parents.

They don't have
any flowers in their house,

so he didn't get
the pollen from there.

Florist?

None in the area stock it,
it's too fragile.

It needs a special
kind of environment.

Like a greenhouse?

I'm already on it.

[Brakes screech]

You went to the police?

Are you following me?

What did you tell them?

They asked me to come in.

They're worried about you.

So am I.

What did you tell them?

Nothing.

They were asking about Nathan.

Cam...

Did you hurt Nathan?

It was a mistake
to put him in the park.

[Gasps]

Oh, Cam...

You killed him?

Why?

Why did you put him
so close to my office?

Are you trying to punish me

for something?

I've packed a bag.

[Cell phone chimes]

We can go away together.

Someplace they'll
never find us.

[Cell phone chimes]

It's the police.

Don't...

[Cell phone chimes]

I won't say anything.

Hello?

Detective Flynn?

I'm sorry to hear
about the police officer,

but, no, I haven't seen Cam.

Yes, of course,

if I see him, I'll call you,

right away.

No...

I don't want to go
to the police.

They'll lock me up,
put me on trial.

All those eyes, looking at me
like I'm pathetic.

I won't go through that again.

It won't happen.

I won't let it.

You killed a young man

once before,

and I protected you, didn't I?

Yes.

Okay, then.

It's not too late
to make this right.

Get down. Down!

- You're looking for Cam.
- Yes.

He hit me, he took off.

Stay here, don't move.

You got it.

Flynn, Vega,

somebody here
you need to talk to.

Do you know where he is?

No, he just grabbed a bag
and he took off in my SUV.

What's going on?

What's Cam done?

We're investigating
a homicide, sir.

We believe
your nephew's involved.

Stupid idiot.

Has he struck you before?

No.

I mean, he gets moody sometimes,
he throws things,

but, you know, I know
how to deal with him.

I just, I ignore him.

Did Cam tell you
where he was headed?

No, he just said
he needed new wheels.

I said no...
[Smacks fist] He hit me.

It's very important we find him
as soon as possible.

Where would he go?

[Sighs]
He keeps mainly to himself.

I mean, the only person
he talks to

is that shrink of his,

and that's a damn waste
of dollars if you ask me.

- Does Cam like fishing?
- Yeah.

He, uh, likes to go
to the mouth of the Cap.

Under the Lion's Gate?

Sometimes, he goes down there,
the fish aren't even running.

Cameron Radcliffe!

Come out of the vehicle.

Keep your hands
where we can see them

Angie, tail pipe.

Oh, no.

Cameron?

Hey! Hey!

There's no pulse.

He's dead.

[Rogers]: Interesting.

See here?

[Flynn]: What?

Dried tears.

Oh, God, he was crying?

Yeah, body's still warm.

He's only been gone
a short while,

maybe just minutes
before you found him.

No bruising that I can see.

No cranial contusions.

No blood anywhere.

So it is a suicide?

Well, I've got to run
a tox screen,

but it doesn't look like
he was restrained,

and that,
combined with the tears,

it's looking fairly legit.

No note?

No.

But look at this,

why would he shove an oily rag
from the outside?

And why use this window?

He puts the hose in here,

and then he's got to
go around the car,

climb over the passenger seat

to get in the driver's seat?

Is there any oil on his hands?

Uh-uh.

Clean as a whistle.

I think somebody helped him
kill himself.

I promised the media
a quick resolution

and less than an hour later
you deliver the suspect.

Yeah, dead.

Nevertheless, case closed.
Great work, detectives.

You as well, sir.

Well, it's a team effort,
but, you know,

something's not right.

What's not to be sure of?

He killed Nathan Conroy,

and after his attack
on the officer,

he knew it was over
and ended it.

Yeah, that's what
it looks like, but why?

And then there's
that oily rag, but...

Hey, whoa, whoa,
stop, stop, stop...

This is the face of a happy man.

Well, I'm glad.

I'm just going to hang around,

finish up a few loose ends,

and, you know,
it will be good.

What?

Remember that you're happy.

Okay?

Forensics found pollen
on Cam's jacket

that was identical to the pollen
in Nathan's lungs.

Well, that would make sense

if the boys were
in close proximity

and they're fighting.

But what are they
fighting about, huh?

What do most guys fight about,

love or money?

Girls.

Didn't Dr. Robbins did say

that Cam was becoming
sexually interested in her?

She was pretty open

about Cam's therapy.

Yeah, maybe too open.

I remember during Cam's trial,

her testimony
was very convincing.

She said that he lacked
an authority figure

and that she could help him.

He'd probably be an easy kid
to influence, right?

But don't you think she'd know
where he'd go to be alone?

Why would she hold back
on that?

Yeah.

An expert witness would be
in the system, right?

Let's look her up.

Oh, Cam...

You stupid son of a bitch.

[Sighs]

[Vega]: Dr. Robbins.

43, never married.

She graduated out east,

entered private practice
15 years ago.

One speeding ticket.

Owns a condo in Kerrisdale,
also a house in Delta.

Delta.

Looks like more like a farm.

What's that back there?

Well, lookie-lookie,
it's a greenhouse.

Where there's a greenhouse,
there's pollen.

Ident found this stuff
under the backseat of the SUV.

Hey, what's up?

We found ourselves
a greenhouse.

Give us a call
if you find anything.

One greenhouse, check.

No one seems to be around.

Mm-hmm.

Want to check it out?

Bingo.

Yeah.

You smell something burning?

Back here.

[Sighs]

Oh, yeah.

We should get a warrant.

Yeah, I'll call Boyd.

[Recording plays back]

[Dr. Robbins]:
Okay, Cam, are you ready?

So, Cam, we've only
been together for...

I like greenhouses.

Yeah?

Yeah, I love the smell.

[Inhaling deeply] Nice...

Hey.

Spade, rake, trowel,

big space.

And that'd be a good place
for garden shears, right?

Excuse me.

Oh, hi.

What are you doing here?

Well, we have a warrant.

Right here.

These are beautiful flowers.

That's the Fuchsia
Magellanica Aurea?

You know your tropicals.

That one, I do, yeah.

We noticed you were
burning something out back.

Yeah, just some old leaves.

Any clothes?

I'm sorry,
but why are you here?

We have forensic evidence

that suggests both
Nathan and Cam were here

before they died.

That...
no, that doesn't seem likely.

Everything else is ash,

but I'm pretty sure
there's enough DNA left

on this piece of denim

to match the wearer.

You're not actually
accusing me of...

Ah...

I see what's happening here.

You do?

Detective Flynn,

remorse is a powerful motivator,

but it can also
cloud our judgment.

You can't deal with the fact

that you made the wrong call
at Cam's trial

and now you blame me.

[Cell phone rings]

Well, I appreciate
your free consultation, doctor.

Flynn.

Angie, I found an audio session
that Dr. Robbins made with Cam.

Uh-huh.

Well, that would be
very helpful.

Okay.

How long was it going on?

You and Cam.

So, Cam,

we've only been together
for a short time,

but I think we've made
excellent strides.

Thanks, doctor.

Do you think you're ready

to take it to the next level?

Sure, I guess.

Good.

Because those people
in the court,

on that jury,

they didn't see you
for who you really are.

Only I see that.

And I see
great potential in you.

How does that make you feel?

I find your accusation
deeply offensive.

Not as offensive as murder.

I'm guessing this is
where you did it, huh?

Can't take the chance
at your condo or your practice

because people might catch on,

but out here in the country,
it's very private.

Detective, have you
ever considered

that you may be projecting
your own feelings of guilt

onto me?

Strangely, no.

You had the chance
to put Cam away once before,

and you didn't.

Because I believed
your testimony.

But you know what I think?

I think you knew
Cam was guilty back then,

and that's
how you gained control of him,

and that's how you kept
control of him

for over a decade.

You're welcome to
whatever fantasy

helps you sleep at night,
detective.

You played me
once before, doctor.

I'm not going to let it
happen again.

Nathan was another troubled,

vulnerable young boy

who came to you,

about the same age as Cam

when he started seeing you,
wasn't he?

Hmm. That makes me wonder.

[Cam]: I mean, yeah, it helps
to have someone to talk to,

but truth is,
I think she's hot.

[Chuckles] Yeah?

You don't think so?

Okay, sure.

Between you and me,

I plan on getting me
a little piece of that.

Awesome.

[Flicks lighter]

I knew you wanted her, too.

You gonna light that, or...

She's mine, you know.

Whatever, man.

You're not listening.

She's mine.

I heard the way
she talks to you.

I've been listening at the door.

You what?

That's how
she used to talk to me

in the beginning.

What is your problem?

I love her.

Get off me, you freak.

[Roaring, shears stab]

When you learned
of Nathan's death,

and that Cam had
buried the body

in plain view of
your office window,

well, he became
a loose cannon.

Probably realized
you were grooming Nathan

to be his replacement.

If he got caught,

then your relationship
would be exposed,

and your career would be over.

So once again,

you took advantage
of Cam's vulnerability.

You should have known

that no one
could take your place.

I do now.

But it's too late.

You've ruined everything.

Everything we had is gone.

I'm so sorry.

But I love you.

Then you want to do
what's best for me, right?

You don't want to
go back to court,

all those people looking at you,

calling you a monster.

Spending your life in jail,
is that what you want?

No, doctor.

I can fix it.

Let me make this right.

Okay, Cam.

Here's your chance

to make me proud
of you again.

Here's your chance
to prove your love for me.

[Engine roars to life]

[Crying]

All these years of doubt,
insecurity,

torturing yourself,

how it must have preyed
on you, detective.

Yes, it did,

but it just makes this moment
all the more sweet.

Kate Robbins,
you are under arrest.

Turn around and put
hands behind your back.

[Sprinklers hissing]

Really?
She's running?

Lucas is sending back-up.

Check the house.
I'll take the perimeter.

[Breathing hard]

[Footsteps upstairs]

[Gunshot blasts]

Vega!

Repeat, 10-24.
Suspect is armed and dangerous.

Thank God, you're okay.

We should wait for back-up.

Yeah, we should.

Kate?

Kate?

Kate, I know you're here.

Get out!

I need you to listen
to me, Kate.

I want to come in
and talk to you,

but I need you
to put your gun down.

Then leave me alone!

I didn't hurt them.

They loved me.

I want you to drop your weapon,

and I need you
to show me your hands.

Show me your hands, Kate.

No! No!

Kate, listen to me,
I'm not going anywhere.

Okay?

I'm coming in there.

No, get out! Get out!
[Shooting wildly]

Drop your weapon!

[Exchanging fire]