Go! Go!
Hey!
Mr. Romar, I'd like you to stay here
and work with our sketch artist
and describe the man that you saw.
Angela, you witnessed a beating.
Is this him?
That's him.
NYPD released him 45 minutes ago.
Hey, Dr. Frankenstein,
when am I getting my leg back?
I'm working on it.
How about giving me one of those tattoos?
Yeah
Paint a heart and make it say: "Property of Laura."
Aw, come on, Kevin,
you know it's not your heart I want to own.
You heard that.
She's perfect-- she's the perfect woman.
I love her. I love you!
I mean it!
My love is true, Laura!
This is fantastic, Laura.
It's a beautiful cross.
I enjoyed painting it.
Thanks.
Let's try out that new leg, brother.
Here we go-- this is gonna
match real well.
I don't know...
What are you talking about?
I mean, it looks like
you ripped it off of a mannequin.
It's sick, man-- get it out of here!
Hey, Higgins, relax!
I-I don't want the thing!
Get it away from me! I-I can't relax!
I-I can still
feel my leg, I can still feel it!
: No! All right, it's okay.
It's all right. It's okay. It's all right.
Hey. Who are we looking for?
Laura Richards, 24, art school grad.
She's been working here for five weeks
doing community service for a shoplifting charge.
They have her painting and sculpting prosthetics
for some of the vets.
Who called it in?
Her supervisor, um, Joel Kemper.
She missed work two mornings in a row, and then
when he found her car in the parking lot,
decided to call us.
Okay, let's call CID and find out
about sexual assaults in the building.
I'm also gonna need a full list
of soldiers that have come through this hospital
during Miss Richards' tenure.
All right.
It's pretty isolated down here.
I didn't see any security cameras in the hall.
And it's not
the safest place for a woman to be working alone, you know?
No.
Not your average community service, huh?
She was doing bed pans, and they found out she was an artist.
Most of the patients here can't afford custom silicone.
Black, white, beige is as good as it gets.
But Laura made 'em look better.
She did tattoos and everything.
The guys just loved her.
What about the patient, um, last night, PFC Higgins?
His outburst
wasn't about Laura.
Kid lost his leg two weeks ago.
That's a lot to process.
Well, regardless, he-he did go after her.
These are honorable men and women.
PFC Higgins did not hurt her.
I'm sorry, Doctor-- we... we just have to ask.
I understand that.
But there's something else you should check out.
Happened about a week ago.
Go home, Laura-- it's past midnight.
Louis is being discharged tomorrow.
He's gonna want his leg, don't you think?
Hey, you're doing some nice work here.
Could do better work if we had better equipment.
Which we don't.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Can I help you?
Uh, no, uh, wrong room.
: Ugh! Guy makes my skin crawl.
You've seen him before? Oh, yeah.
He's always, like, lurking.
Well... page me next time you see him.
I'm getting a lock
put on that door.
Anytime you're working by yourself, lock yourself in.
Okay.
I ordered the lock-- they told me six weeks.
But she never paged me to tell me he'd come back.
Do you know the guy's name? Yes,
uh, Malcolm Rainer.
He's an orderly.
VIVIAN: Malcolm Rainer
is very unpopular with his neighbors.
He's described here as being bitter, confrontational,
a loner who rarely leaves his apartment,
and when he does, he harasses the female tenants.
Well, maybe he harassed
Laura, and it escalated.
Or he resented her.
It also says here that Rainer failed
two physical therapist exams
and was caught cheating on a third.
So what, you're thinking
professional jealousy? Well, Laura went
from community service to valued staff member--
that might have pissed him off.
Anyway, NYPD is watching his building.
Mr. Richards, when was the last time
that you saw your daughter?
Uh, maybe a couple of days ago.
She lives with you, right? Yeah.
So how is it that, um, her supervisor at work
reported her missing before you did?
I spend most of my time here.
Laura's got her own life.
I mean, she wouldn't even be living at home
if the, uh, art school hadn't put her
in such a financial hole.
Mr. Richards, do you recognize that guy?
No. Who is he?
He's an orderly at the V.A.
He do something to Laura?
We're not sure yet.
There's a reason you're asking me
about this guy. Listen.
I realize it's frustrating to hear this,
but we don't know anything about him right now.
She wouldn't even be at that, uh, hospital
if it wasn't for me.
Why is that? Well, I thought
the V.A. would teach her a lesson.
When Laura got in trouble
I called in a favor.
A golf buddy of mine's a judge-- he let her off
with a hundred hours of community service.
I'm not gonna do it. Well, then you're going to jail,
it's that simple. I'll work at a soup kitchen.
That's not the deal I worked out for you.
I didn't ask you to do anything for me.
The V.A.'ll do you some good.
Why? So I can be around
other guys just like you?
It's not about that.
I made a mistake.
What do you want from me?
I-I want you to be embarrassed about this!
I want you to want more out of your life!
Believe me, I do, too, Dad!
Well, then act like it!
I mean, come on! Shoplifting?
I'm sorry if I've let you down.
You let yourself down.
These are good men and women.
You'll learn a hell of a lot more
at the V.A. than you would in jail.
Laura went along with the V.A., but she was furious.
We haven't spoken much since.
And would you say that your, um, relationship
with your daughter has been strained for a long time?
Mother died young, I raised her alone,
I was strict, Laura resented it,
but I did the best I could.
My father was a vet.
Yeah
First Cavalry, Korea.
You serve?
Honorable discharge.
You know the sacrifice it takes, anyway.
Look, Laura and I, we don't see eye to eye, but...
that's my daughter.
And we understand that, Mr. Richards.
We're gonna do everything we can to find her.
Look, if you think
of anything else, just, um,
just give us a call.
MARTIN: Thanks.
Thank you.
ROMAR : I'm so sorry about this.
It was my first time, really.
So stupid.
VIVIAN: Well, normally, you'd be turned over
to local police for booking, but I need some information.
How's it going?
Still butting heads up against these Romar aliases.
Maybe we should
bring Angela back in,
see if she remembers anything else.
No, she's in Texas with her family.
Won't return my calls.
Oh, look, we've got three candidates coming in
for interviews this afternoon.
You need to look through their personnel files.
You're gonna have to fly solo on those.
Why? I connected that madam
from our brothel bust with a pimp I know in Baltimore.
All right, well, I can push the interview.
Actually, he's an old CI of mine--
he's, uh, he's kind of skittish.
Okay.
Well, call me if you find anything.
Mm.
Malcolm Rainer's financials.
I found money transfers
from six different patients in his account.
The patients know about it? It's a scam.
A lot of the vets involved were having money trouble.
Rainer approaches them, offers to forge their records
so they get a larger payout.
And what's Laura got to do with this? The records were
stored in her workplace, so I'm thinking
if she stumbled across this scam, he may have wanted
to keep her quiet.
Take a look at this-- tech found that
on Laura's computer.
What the hell is this doing on her computer?
I'm not sure, but it was found in a file
that was created when they plugged in a zip drive.
They find the zip? No.
But that's the last computer activity
on the day of disappearance.
Let's see if we can I.D. this kid.
I have no idea where that girl is.
Please-- we get that one all the time.
That says more about you than me.
You know, we talked to the soldiers.
We know about your little scam.
Every forged benefits claim and corresponding check
is right here.
I don't know what that is.
You needed access to the records
but they were in Laura's workspace.
So what happened, um, she found out what you were doing?
No. So maybe it was more personal.
I mean, she's a pretty girl.
You're a lonely, pathetic kind of guy.
She's all alone in the basement.
We know you've been harassing women in your building, so...
All right, stop.
It was a scam, yes.
And, yes, she was in the way.
Until a couple days ago.
Were you watching me?
You know, I checked out
one of the files you were looking at.
PFC Vorak.
It says he lost his leg at the hip, but, see,
I know that's not true because I got his right foot on my desk.
So, what, you gonna rat me out?
You think you, uh, you think you know something?
I know your forgeries are really good.
You want me to cut you in?
No.
I want you to forge a signature for me.
Car title?
Just make it look good
and all this stays in the room.
The little artist was into grand theft auto.
She ended up bringing me two more titles.
Whose signature did you forge?
Quentin...
I think.
Did she tell you
what she needed the money for?
I didn't ask.
She's into selling hot cars.
That's none of my business.
All right, thanks.
Bye. What's up?
Quentin Richards alibi's out.
He spent the night decking out his showroom.
Two employees back it up.
What about the stolen cars?
He confirms
three cars were stolen off his lot,
but he denies knowing Laura had anything
to do with it. So we've widened the APB
to the tri-state area.
How are you doing on the money trail?
Not a whiff.
And whatever money she's making is not ending up
in her bank account.
Maybe drugs? Thanks.
Well, I went there, too.
And there's no history of that.
And her PO says that all of her tests
are coming back clean.
Well, this is the ID on that wounded soldier.
Name's Daniel Ellerbee, United States Marine Corp.
Ellerbee...
What are you thinking?
Daniel Ellerbee.
He was at the VA recovering from an amputated leg
same time Laura worked there.
Why are you showing him this?
Baby, it's okay. Maybe you want to step outside.
I'm not leaving you here.
You just relax.
It's okay.
How can I help you guys?
We found that photo on Laura Richards' computer.
Did you give it to her?
No, sir, I wouldn't show Laura something like that.
Don't appreciate my wife seeing it either.
We wouldn't put you through this
unless it was absolutely necessary.
Do you know who took the photo? No, sir,
I'm lucky enough not to remember that day.
How would you describe
your relationship with Laura Richards?
I'd call her a friend.
In what sense?
She was good to us.
She took an interest.
She saw that you were in your head or depressed...
she'd always try and draw you out.
My leg got shredded.
How's talking to you about it gonna help?
My dad was in Vietnam.
And he spent his whole life
not talking about it.
You don't want to be like my dad.
What's wrong with him?
He's angry...
and depressed...
and controlling.
I don't want to see you end up like that.
So I'm not letting this go.
I was in a Humvee guarding a supply convoy
on the way from Balad to Kirkuk.
An IED blew up, we took small-arm fire
from a carload of Hajis, then boom.
I woke up in Germany without a leg.
What were you thinking when it happened?
I wasn't thinking about anything.
I told you it wasn't special.
There's 50 guys in here
with a different version of the same story.
A lot of them are worse off than me.
That doesn't take away from what you went through.
My best friend...
guy named Eric Banks...
he got blown up that day.
I'm still here.
I got lucky.
I'm getting out of here soon.
They got me set up pushing paper for the ROTC
at Hanford University.
Why would you want to work there?
It's a good gig.
How are you gonna move on
if you're still working for the military?
How is that any of your business?
I know she wanted the best for me, but...
sometimes I just didn't want to deal with it.
MARTIN: And when was the last time
you saw Laura?
She came by the next day.
Said she was going out of town for a while.
Did she say where she was going?
No, sir.
How about when she was coming back?
No, sir, just that I wouldn't be seeing her around.
Okay.
I'd just like to thank you both
for coming in.
Really appreciate it.
There'll be an agent along shortly to escort you out.
It says here that you specialize in forensic accounting.
Yes, ma'am.
So how would that help me?
I can locate and freeze all of Romar's assets.
which will effectively cripple
his operation.
So who is Franklin Romar?
I...
don't know.
I feel that sex trafficking
is beyond the pale in terms of cruelty.
Well, that's good to know.
And how would you find Franklin Romar?
Use the press. You know, post his picture.
800 number.
I'll totally man those phones 24/7.
You have him on tape.
I'd start there.
I already have.
What kind of shirt was he wearing?
I don't know.
Figure out the brand,
where that brand is sold.
Hit every store from New York to Baltimore.
Maybe a clerk saw him.
Check into his watch,
the pen in his pocket.
His cologne if you can remember the smell.
It's tedious,
but the answer to who he is is in there.
That's how we'll find him.
Says here that you went to Cornell,
studied Russian literature.
So tell me, Mr. Waters,
how did you end up at the bureau in organized crime?
I read Crime and Punishment.
Didn't much care for Rashkolnikov.
Cameron Gaines.
It takes a special kind of idiot
to park a stolen car in front of a known meth lab.
Man, you got to let this go.
It's like I told that vice cop.
I bought that car on the level.
I got the title and everything.
You mean this title?
It's forged. And the woman you got
this title from is missing, so...
But not because of anything I did.
Cameron, we've been through her bank accounts,
we've searched her house,
and it doesn't look like she ever got paid for that car.
You know, I'll bet you were
tweaking your ass off and you thought, "Wait,
"why pay this chick when I can kill her,
take the car and keep the cash
No.
It probably seemed like a good idea at the time.
I didn't do nothing to her.
She didn't want to get paid in cash.
Then what did she want?
Materials.
This is nasty stuff.
Don't smoke around it.
Oh, really, you mean this stuff's flammable?
Is that my Mustang?
LAURA: Title's in the glove box.
I'll be back with a friend to pick it up.
You know what, hold on.
This doesn't feel like a fair trade, does it?
I brought what you asked.
That was the deal.
No, that's a $20,000 car.
That's worth as much solvent as I want.
Will, it's enough.
Laura, you're thinking too small.
Bigger is better.
I don't know, boss.
I mean, I'd start small.
All right? I mean, cooking meth is a skill.
Shut up, tweaker. Will, you're taking this too far.
I'll decide how far it goes. Give me the keys.
No, this wasn't the plan.
The plan is whatever I say it is.
Triple this.
Then you get your car.
So I gave him what he asked for
and I came back for the car.
Danny, if they were starting a meth lab,
um, they'd need more than just solvent.
Yeah.
Did you see any other equipment for cooking drugs?
: Nah.
All right, who was the guy?
What was his name?
Uh, Will something.
I don't know him.
A friend of a friend hooked us up.
Write down the address of the garage.
Now.
Yeah, Jack?
We have a big problem.
Go! Go! Go!
Okay, we need the EOD.
We have primary incendiary explosives.
Let's go.
Jack, I think we got a target.
They're gonna blow up the ROTC Hall at Hanford University.
Everybody out of here now! Let's go! Go!
All right, that was DHS.
They're up to speed.
They've evacuated the ROTC building
and the rest of the campus is on lockdown.
Is that him?
SAMANTHA: Will Herring, 28 years old.
A poli-sci PhD candidate
until he got expelled for making terrorist threats
against a professor during a debate.
So much for the free exchange of ideas, huh? Yeah.
This is a series of antiwar rants
he published online.
Laura visited his Web site a lot.
It appears to me that they met at a protest rally last summer.
These are pretty intense.
This guy's half nuts, huh?
And he's also a true believer.
Given Laura's relationship with her father,
I'm not surprised she was vulnerable
to what this guy had to say.
You think maybe she was having second thoughts
about the attack and he killed her for the cause?
Could be.
I got more information on this photo.
It was taken by
His camera was confiscated by Lieutenant Rick Cheever
who was leading this convoy.
Okay, but I don't get it--
I mean, there's pictures
of wounded soldiers all over the news.
Why would Lieutenant Cheever try and bury this one.
Why did Laura have this photo?
The shoplifting, the stealing of the cars,
was to fund a terrorist plot?
It would appear so.
Do you, uh...
recognize him?
Maybe. Maybe... he picked her up
at the house
His name is Will Herring.
He's an antiwar activist.
We believe your daughter met him at a protest.
What were they planning to hit?
An ROTC.
See, that's just not possible.
I raised her to love this country.
Your daughter was trading
stolen cars for explosives.
Now, this is no notion that comes to a young
24-year-old girl
who sits around in the morning sipping coffee.
Something in her past led her to this.
I... I don't...
I told you that my father served in Korea.
Yeah.
He was a damn good soldier.
He was so good at it
that he brought that mentality into the house.
He made my life hell.
And I'm pretty sure that he put my mother into the ground.
You didn't walk in his boots.
You need to cut him some slack.
Oh, I did.
I forgave him.
Had to watch him die first...
but I forgave him.
You can talk to me...
or you can sit there and say nothing,
but if you make that choice, there's a high probability
that I will not find your daughter.
You know how Laura spent her senior prom?
With me.
I had her cornered in the bathroom with her prom dress on.
With my service revolver pointed at her head
and a knife to my gut.
When she tells it, uh...
I was going to hole myself up
and let the ghost out, that I was a walking miracle.
Whatever the hell that means.
I don't remember any of it.
When I came to...
she was...
: she was holding on to me...
bawling her eyes out in that...
...in that dress.
She'd been dealing with these episodes her whole life.
We never mentioned them. We just let them pass.
That's why she didn't leave home years before.
I've been holding on to her.
And I knew I was doing it...
but I couldn't let her go.
Special Agent Johnson.
Can I help you?
Heard you were staffing up a task force.
I wanted to throw my hat in the ring.
What's your name? Tim Collier.
I'm an investigative analyst in White Collar.
This is a little above your pay grade.
Well, shouldn't this be about the best candidates
and not pay scale based on seniority?
I took a look at the case file and I had a thought.
And how did you see the file?
It was just sitting on someone's desk.
Listen.
Looking at a confidential file
is a great way to get yourself censured.
Unless, of course,
you have something that I can use.
I was assisting on a case last year--
a doctor was doing abortions off the books for cash.
One of the witnesses paid for three abortions
by three different women.
Now, maybe the guy's unlucky,
but it stuck with me.
There's an address.
Multiple abortions could fit our case.
Romar can't use a pregnant girl.
Did you check to see if the address is current?
Yes, ma'am, it is.
Excuse me.
Yeah, Johnson.
I'm in New York.
What?!
No, I did not authorize that.
I'll look into it and I'll call you back.
All right.
Sorry.
Mr. Cheever, FBI.
He's down.
JACK: Check him.
It's clear.
He's dead.
I'm going to call the M.E.
Drop the bag! Get your hands up!
Turn around and face the hood of your car now!
I didn't do anything.
Blasting caps.
They look like detonators to me. I don't now what you're talking about.
Where's Laura? I don't know.
Sure you do. You killed her and you killed Lieutenant Cheever.
I didn't kill anyone.
You're in possession of class-A explosives.
That's five years-- five years. Come on, where is she?
Look, I don't know. I haven't seen her for three days.
Not since she messed up everything I've been planning.
Laura...
Stop.
Stop!
This is totally out of control!
People are going to get hurt!
We have been over this-- we'll hit the building
at night or on a weekend when it's empty.
You can't guarantee that.
I went by there. People work late.
Janitors are there all weekend.
It's too dangerous, people could die!
We've been talking about his for five years.
It's a calculated risk.
Come on, Laura.
Look, this is where they're selling the big lie.
They're signing people up to die
based on a total fabrication.
It is way more complicated than that.
This is totally wrong.
Working at that V.A. is getting to you.
They're waving flags,
they're handing out medals.
It is nothing like that.
These guys are proud...
and in pain... and they have lost so much.
I can't just spit in their faces.
I'm not going to do that!
Laura?
Who the hell are you?
Laura, what's going on? I just got your message.
Let's just go. Now I get it.
You're sleeping with a soldier?
Come on, Daniel.
What is this? Who is this guy?
Let's just go.
Better keep your mouth shut, Laura.
You're involved with this, too.
She went with that soldier and I haven't seen her since.
And you're positive she called the soldier Daniel?
Yes. Look.
Your ride's here.
Next stop, Leavenworth.
Soldier, you made a really bad decision
not telling us about your relationship with Laura.
What did you want me to say? My wife was sitting right there. I don't care.
You concealed from us an affair that you had
with a woman who's now missing.
It was one time. It just happened.
We broke it off.
It always just happens.
I love my wife.
Don't question that.
I'm not.
My wife's afraid of me.
She'll barely even touch me.
She helps me with my leg and tells me...
"Baby, we'll be fine.
I love you more now. I'm proud of you."
She says these things,
but her eyes don't back it up.
I see her thinking, "This isn't the man that I married."
God bless her, she tries to hide it.
But with Laura,
she's only known me this way.
I feel like myself-- not some half-assed version.
If that's the case, then why end it?
Because I'm married.
You know, maybe...
Laura didn't want to walk away from it,
and she threatened to tell your wife
and you took care of it.
You think I'd hurt her?
You've been sitting here lying
to my face-- what should I think?
I didn't do anything to her.
How's it going?
Great. He's lying.
Well, I may have another wrinkle for you.
Lieutenant Cheever was scheduled for an Article 32 hearing.
Friendly fire.
Daniel's best friend Eric Banks was killed
in the same incident where Daniel lost his leg.
Let's talk about Eric Banks.
What about him?
Well, officially,
he was killed by insurgents when you lost your leg.
I know. I was there.
But that's not what happened, is it?
It was friendly fire.
I think you've been covering it up.
And I think that Laura found out about it.
I don't want to talk anymore.
Your CO's dead,
and the woman that you've been
having an affair with is missing.
Now, I'll bet that Laura
convinced Cheever to tell the truth
and that you killed him to stop it.
Now, there is a ton of crap swirling around,
and I'm going to bring it down on your head
unless I get an explanation!
After the...
IED went off, there was chaos.
Guys just started unloading, you know,
blasting anything that moved.
Ended up shooting Eric.
Nobody's fault; we were scared.
But then Cheever dropped an AK on some dead Iraqi,
calling him an insurgent.
That was the story.
He told us to go with it, so I did.
And did Laura find out about this?
I told her.
I was all set to live with it...
but she kept talking about her dad
and all his problems
said that I'd go crazy if I didn't tell the truth.
She was right.
You want to tell Eric's family?
Eric's parents have a right to know
what happened to their son.
They knew he died a hero.
Who are you to take that away from them?
The truth doesn't make him less of a hero.
I don't want to hear it! She's right!
We owe it to Eric. We have to tell the truth.
You were there! You know what it was like!
It won't be just me that goes down.
I'm going to tell the investigating officer
what I told Eric's family,
and let the chips fall where they may.
You got it all figured out, huh?
Cheever, no!
Get off him!
Miss, nobody's walking out of here.
Stay back!
Where's Laura now?
I told her to take Cheever's car and get the hell away.
I haven't talked to her since.
I swear, that's the God's honest truth.
It's late. Yeah.
One of the candidates that interviewed today
showed up with a lead.
It looks like it might go somewhere.
That's great.
You used my CRID number to order a SWAT team.
Just trying to make an impression on my pimp friend.
You mean your skittish CI? Yeah.
He wouldn't cooperate, so changed tactics.
It wasn't a big deal.
Well, Baltimore field office called
to find out why I hadn't checked in.
I was completely in the dark.
You know, we should've talked about this.
Like we talked about letting Franklin Romar go?
I've been chasing this guy for three years,
and you had him, here, in this room.
We had no reason to hold him.
"We"? If I'd been in the room,
I would've known there was a problem.
and I would've found a reason.
There doesn't give you the right
to go off and do things on your own.
We're either doing this together, or we're not.
I don't work for you. No,
but this an FBI task force.
Is that your way of saying that I do? No.
It's my way of saying that when you go off
and do things on your own without consulting me,
I'm the one that gets the calls if you screw up.
Did you find anyone you liked today?
Yeah.
You should probably hire them.
Yeah.
Jack.
Listen to this.
I just spent the last two hours calling Laura's dad.
I kept getting his voice mail, so I sent two of our guys
over to his place to check it out.
He's gone, and they found
Lieutenant Cheever's car in the garage under a tarp.
A state trooper pulled you over on a rural road
with a trunk full of blankets covered in your daughter's hair.
I understand that.
Yeah, but it looks a lot like you were dumping her body.
I know you're just, uh,
trying to do your job,
but I'm not going to be talking about this.
Mr. Richards, your daughter was going to blow up an ROTC.
Let me explain to you
the case they're going to build against you.
You're going to be charged with murder one.
Manslaughter at the very least.
Now, if I were you, I would contact my lawyer immediately.
I didn't kill her.
She came to me because she was scared...
but, um, she wasn't asking for my help.
Honey, it was a mistake.
You shot the guy in self-defense,
but damn it, Laura, running makes you look guilty.
I panicked.
And then the FBI is coming to me,
telling me about a bomb-- have you lost your mind?
I didn't think it would go that far.
Talk to this Agent Malone.
He seems reasonable.
He'll understand that.
We'll... we'll talk to him.
We'll get this thing squared away.
Dad, listen to me.
I am in a lot of trouble,
but I didn't come here to have you fix anything.
I came to say I'm sorry.
Laura, I'm not mad.
I have been so angry with you, but now...
I just want to say I'm sorry
I can never make you feel okay.
I just want you to have some peace.
And I am so sorry I can never give you any.
Sweetheart,
the only peace I ever had...
was with you.
I'm not alive today if it wasn't for you-- that's a fact.
I know you watch out for me.
You always have.
Will you drive me?
I want you to take me to the police.
No, I can't do that.
Dad, I need you with me.
No, Laura, I can't let you throw your life away
because of what I put you through.
Dad. No.
No, I can't do that.
She's my daughter, she needed me,
so... there you have it.
So you used a blanket to smuggle her out of the country.
You understand, Mr. Richards, that we're going
to have to charge you with aiding and abetting.
I suspect you will do what you have to do.
Yes, sir.
Hey.
So I spoke with ICE.
Their camera saw Quentin's car passing over the Peace Bridge
in Niagara, heading over into Canada.
Did you report it to the Canadian authorities?
Did I have a choice?
No, not really.
Yeah, I spoke with them 15 minutes ago.
I'll finish up this report and send it over tonight.
Why don't you just leave it till the morning?
Yeah, that works for me.
: You heading out?
Nah, I got nowhere to go.
I'm just going to hang around and enjoy the peace and quiet.
Oh... sounds like fun.
See you tomorrow.
All right.