The Fugitive (2020–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Run! - full transcript
Pritti goes undercover to get info on Mike's involvement. Meanwhile, Clay and his team at the LAPD use their own strategies to further investigation.
- All subway lines have been shut down
completely,
trains just abandoned on the tracks.
Again, all subway lines have been...
- Another ambulance coming in!
- ...after its deadly blast...
- Got another one. Shrapnel to the eye.
- Hell, no. Get her to County.
- County's booked.
- St. Vincent's.
- St. Vinnie sent me here.
- We're at capacity.
Half of the folks on the subway
must have come up in here.
- Miss, she can go ahead of me.
I only need some stitches.
It's fine.
- Please. It hurts so bad.
- You do the intake.
All right, honey, come with me.
- Come on, people, let's go.
The clock is ticking.
I want everything on Mike Ferro
pulled from Processing,
from his shoe size to his hat size.
- Put out an alert?
- No. Not yet. Too early.
We need to catch the perp,
not alert him.
What I really want
is that goddamn phone.
- Excuse me. Excuse me.
THE FUGITIVE
- I'm telling you it was Mike Ferro.
I saw him with my own two eyes.
- Well, yeah, now I need to see it
with my own eyes.
- Your eyes? Don't you have,
like, cataracts or something?
- I'm 44.
- Jerry, I got this, I promise.
- Yeah, well, I'm gonna need
more than that, Pritti,
because you have a habit
of leaping before you look.
You know, I spent the last half hour
back-pedaling your "FBI suspect" Tweet.
Are you able to comprehend
how irresponsible that was?
- Listen, I am approaching
the bomb site right now.
Ferro was standing
next to a black man on the train.
It looked like they were talking.
Maybe he was a co-conspirator.
Maybe he had a bomb
under his jacket.
- Or maybe he wasn't involved at all.
- Yeah, well,
that's why I'm following up.
- Look, LAPD's got
the bomb site locked down.
Now do you expect
to get any new intel?
- Look, Jerry, listen, I got it.
I got to go. I got to go.
- Got it! I'm on it!
- Ma'am, excuse me.
You can't come through here.
You need to get back in that line.
- I'm looking for my husband.
Um, that policeman said
that you could help me.
- I'm sorry. I can't.
You have to go back to that line.
- He was black, mid-30s.
He wore a suit
with little squares on his tie.
- We can't look for specific
individuals at this time.
- I know my husband was on that train.
I am begging you. Please.
- Brought out a guy
a few minutes ago,
but you can't stay inside long.
- Okay.
Thank you.
That's him.
Could I have a moment
alone with my husband?
Thank you.
Mikhail, I need you to chase down
everything you can on Kevin Lawson
because he's the last person
who talked to Mike Ferro
before the bomb went off.
- Excuse me.
Sir? Officer.
Any idea when the phones
will be back up?
- Cell phones are working
here and there,
but the landlines are still overloaded.
- Uh, can I use yours
so my kid knows I'm okay?
- You see what's going on out there?
I'm sorry. I got to keep my line clear.
- Hey, it'll just take a minute.
- Look around, pal.
Everyone's using their phones,
watching the news,
checking on their families.
Use your own phone.
- What do you got?
- This phone's toast.
Concussive force from the explosion
drove it hard into the subway platform.
It's a brick.
Can't access voicemails, emails,
but the man chip's still intact.
- What did you learn?
- Something pretty scary.
That's what Ferro typed
right before the explosion.
A text. Phone broke
before it could be delivered.
- So he wasn't activating a bomb.
He was sending a text message?
- Hey, we don't know that.
"Kill it all."
The son of a bitch was
just about to do that.
He wanted someone to know.
Who'd he text this to?
- His wife.
- She jumped on a plane
first thing this morning
and landed in Chicago.
FBI have been alerted.
They're taking her down now.
- Mrs. Ferro, you're under arrest
for commission of a terrorist act,
conspiracy to commit terrorist attack.
- Is this a joke?
- You have the right to remain silent.
- Are you kidding? What's going on?
Doug, call my husband.
I didn't do anything wrong.
Call Mike!
- Mayor's office sent word.
He wants you
in front of the cameras ASAP.
- No.
- I just can't tell him no.
You're right. Tell him fuck, no.
- We have nothing solid yet.
- Time's better spent
working on the case.
- That's my girl.
- Okay, kiss-ass.
Boss, we got to put something out there.
People are scared.
Their loved ones have had their heads
blown out of their asses.
I just meant they're upset.
I didn't mean...
Shit. Okay, that was insensitive, boss.
I would never disrespect
your wife, obviously.
- Forget it.
- Sorry.
- Kevin Lawson.
California Department of Corrections.
A eight-year veteran.
- Was he a prison guard
when Ferro was locked up?
- Ferro's parole officer.
- Tell me more.
- I called the DOC.
Ferro checked in with Lawson yesterday.
It must not have gone well
'cause this was filed
with the state right after...
A Change of Employment Status form.
- And Lawson reported him.
That's motive.
The guy gets canned,
asks his PO for leniency.
Instead, Lawson reports him,
and Ferro snaps.
Blows the guy up
along with half the 1 line.
Best intern ever. Listen,
I'll tell Jerry how you helped.
- Jerry's in a department head meeting.
He'll be in there a while.
- All right. Thanks.
- Okay, everybody listen up.
We're about to get our warrants
for Mike Ferro's house, car, and computer.
If his dog has fleas,
I want them confiscated.
Can I get a "Copy, boss"?
- Copy, boss.
- Music to my ears.
One more thing, superstars.
Everything about this case
stays on the QT.
Whatever you know, put it in a bag,
toss it off the Santa Monica Pier.
- Can't we amp up the pressure on Ferro
if we leak him as a person of interest?
- Why would you want to tip him off?
Right now he thinks
he's gotten away with it.
That's when he'll make his mistake.
Absolutely no one says the words
Mike Ferro to the press, understood?
- Copy, boss.
- Bombing suspect emerging.
A name most Angelenos will recognize.
- Michael Ferro was convicted
of vehicular manslaughter.
Ferro's brother was killed
along with Denise Keller,
the nanny and family friend
of L.A. Mayor Jackson.
Mike Ferro bled twice the legal
blood alcohol content
when his car flipped.
Was sentenced
to over three years in prison
in what the tabloids called
the Hedge Fund Hangover Trial.
RESTROOM
...Pittell of the Daily Score,
there is footage of him
entering the subway car with a bag
and exiting without it
right before the blast.
It's alleged his target was
parole officer Kevin Lawson,
who recently disciplined Ferro,
who is seen here
in an old Goldman Sachs photo.
A minimum of 15 dead
in this morning's L.A. subway bombing.
- Who is that?
- 30 minutes ago...
- That's that Ferro guy.
- That's him.
- That's the guy.
- He's the bomber.
- He's the bomber.
- Ferro! Don't move.
I said don't move!
completely,
trains just abandoned on the tracks.
Again, all subway lines have been...
- Another ambulance coming in!
- ...after its deadly blast...
- Got another one. Shrapnel to the eye.
- Hell, no. Get her to County.
- County's booked.
- St. Vincent's.
- St. Vinnie sent me here.
- We're at capacity.
Half of the folks on the subway
must have come up in here.
- Miss, she can go ahead of me.
I only need some stitches.
It's fine.
- Please. It hurts so bad.
- You do the intake.
All right, honey, come with me.
- Come on, people, let's go.
The clock is ticking.
I want everything on Mike Ferro
pulled from Processing,
from his shoe size to his hat size.
- Put out an alert?
- No. Not yet. Too early.
We need to catch the perp,
not alert him.
What I really want
is that goddamn phone.
- Excuse me. Excuse me.
THE FUGITIVE
- I'm telling you it was Mike Ferro.
I saw him with my own two eyes.
- Well, yeah, now I need to see it
with my own eyes.
- Your eyes? Don't you have,
like, cataracts or something?
- I'm 44.
- Jerry, I got this, I promise.
- Yeah, well, I'm gonna need
more than that, Pritti,
because you have a habit
of leaping before you look.
You know, I spent the last half hour
back-pedaling your "FBI suspect" Tweet.
Are you able to comprehend
how irresponsible that was?
- Listen, I am approaching
the bomb site right now.
Ferro was standing
next to a black man on the train.
It looked like they were talking.
Maybe he was a co-conspirator.
Maybe he had a bomb
under his jacket.
- Or maybe he wasn't involved at all.
- Yeah, well,
that's why I'm following up.
- Look, LAPD's got
the bomb site locked down.
Now do you expect
to get any new intel?
- Look, Jerry, listen, I got it.
I got to go. I got to go.
- Got it! I'm on it!
- Ma'am, excuse me.
You can't come through here.
You need to get back in that line.
- I'm looking for my husband.
Um, that policeman said
that you could help me.
- I'm sorry. I can't.
You have to go back to that line.
- He was black, mid-30s.
He wore a suit
with little squares on his tie.
- We can't look for specific
individuals at this time.
- I know my husband was on that train.
I am begging you. Please.
- Brought out a guy
a few minutes ago,
but you can't stay inside long.
- Okay.
Thank you.
That's him.
Could I have a moment
alone with my husband?
Thank you.
Mikhail, I need you to chase down
everything you can on Kevin Lawson
because he's the last person
who talked to Mike Ferro
before the bomb went off.
- Excuse me.
Sir? Officer.
Any idea when the phones
will be back up?
- Cell phones are working
here and there,
but the landlines are still overloaded.
- Uh, can I use yours
so my kid knows I'm okay?
- You see what's going on out there?
I'm sorry. I got to keep my line clear.
- Hey, it'll just take a minute.
- Look around, pal.
Everyone's using their phones,
watching the news,
checking on their families.
Use your own phone.
- What do you got?
- This phone's toast.
Concussive force from the explosion
drove it hard into the subway platform.
It's a brick.
Can't access voicemails, emails,
but the man chip's still intact.
- What did you learn?
- Something pretty scary.
That's what Ferro typed
right before the explosion.
A text. Phone broke
before it could be delivered.
- So he wasn't activating a bomb.
He was sending a text message?
- Hey, we don't know that.
"Kill it all."
The son of a bitch was
just about to do that.
He wanted someone to know.
Who'd he text this to?
- His wife.
- She jumped on a plane
first thing this morning
and landed in Chicago.
FBI have been alerted.
They're taking her down now.
- Mrs. Ferro, you're under arrest
for commission of a terrorist act,
conspiracy to commit terrorist attack.
- Is this a joke?
- You have the right to remain silent.
- Are you kidding? What's going on?
Doug, call my husband.
I didn't do anything wrong.
Call Mike!
- Mayor's office sent word.
He wants you
in front of the cameras ASAP.
- No.
- I just can't tell him no.
You're right. Tell him fuck, no.
- We have nothing solid yet.
- Time's better spent
working on the case.
- That's my girl.
- Okay, kiss-ass.
Boss, we got to put something out there.
People are scared.
Their loved ones have had their heads
blown out of their asses.
I just meant they're upset.
I didn't mean...
Shit. Okay, that was insensitive, boss.
I would never disrespect
your wife, obviously.
- Forget it.
- Sorry.
- Kevin Lawson.
California Department of Corrections.
A eight-year veteran.
- Was he a prison guard
when Ferro was locked up?
- Ferro's parole officer.
- Tell me more.
- I called the DOC.
Ferro checked in with Lawson yesterday.
It must not have gone well
'cause this was filed
with the state right after...
A Change of Employment Status form.
- And Lawson reported him.
That's motive.
The guy gets canned,
asks his PO for leniency.
Instead, Lawson reports him,
and Ferro snaps.
Blows the guy up
along with half the 1 line.
Best intern ever. Listen,
I'll tell Jerry how you helped.
- Jerry's in a department head meeting.
He'll be in there a while.
- All right. Thanks.
- Okay, everybody listen up.
We're about to get our warrants
for Mike Ferro's house, car, and computer.
If his dog has fleas,
I want them confiscated.
Can I get a "Copy, boss"?
- Copy, boss.
- Music to my ears.
One more thing, superstars.
Everything about this case
stays on the QT.
Whatever you know, put it in a bag,
toss it off the Santa Monica Pier.
- Can't we amp up the pressure on Ferro
if we leak him as a person of interest?
- Why would you want to tip him off?
Right now he thinks
he's gotten away with it.
That's when he'll make his mistake.
Absolutely no one says the words
Mike Ferro to the press, understood?
- Copy, boss.
- Bombing suspect emerging.
A name most Angelenos will recognize.
- Michael Ferro was convicted
of vehicular manslaughter.
Ferro's brother was killed
along with Denise Keller,
the nanny and family friend
of L.A. Mayor Jackson.
Mike Ferro bled twice the legal
blood alcohol content
when his car flipped.
Was sentenced
to over three years in prison
in what the tabloids called
the Hedge Fund Hangover Trial.
RESTROOM
...Pittell of the Daily Score,
there is footage of him
entering the subway car with a bag
and exiting without it
right before the blast.
It's alleged his target was
parole officer Kevin Lawson,
who recently disciplined Ferro,
who is seen here
in an old Goldman Sachs photo.
A minimum of 15 dead
in this morning's L.A. subway bombing.
- Who is that?
- 30 minutes ago...
- That's that Ferro guy.
- That's him.
- That's the guy.
- He's the bomber.
- He's the bomber.
- Ferro! Don't move.
I said don't move!