The job is to set up corporate security
for my company and me personally.
I'll get back to you within 24 hours.
I want you to be the primary
relief supervisor for the unit.
Our unit doesn't have a number two.
Things are changing around here.
Agent Malone?
I had a call about you today.
Bryce Hunter is
checking your references.
I didn't use you as a reference.
Why was he calling you?
I have... I have no idea.
They made an offer.
Wow.
Well, I guess you're going to take that job.
Will.
Hello, my friend.
Hey, Niko.
I tell your
parents you go out?
What? No. Uh... thanks.
I'll be back before they get home.
Hey, Mrs. B.
Thanks, Will.
I got it.
Oh, Will?
Do you mind holding Cole a sec?
Um... Yeah, yeah, sure. Of course.
Got him?
He's so tiny.
Hey, buddy.
Thank you so much.
Sure. Of course.
Say bye-bye to Will now. Bye-bye.
MAN: Will!
WILL: Get the hell off, you moron! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey, you!
Get off him!
Will, are you okay?
Son of a bitch! Who was that?
I... I don't know. Let me help you.
We get you inside. No, I'm all right.
You bleed everywhere. No! Okay?
Gotta go, okay?
Good morning.
Morning.
You're not gonna pull a baby out of there,
are you? No.
But...
I do have a picture.
Want to see?
Oh... Oh, yeah.
Looks like he's smiling.
Or he's got gas.
Agent Spade, Malone,
good morning. Morning.
Welcome back.
How was DC?
It's actually very lovely this time of year.
Yeah, it's a shame
you couldn't have stayed a little longer.
So this is Will Duncan, 17.
Went missing about 5:00 p.m. from Park Slope.
What does NYPD have on it?
Well, the family came to me directly.
Will went to the same grade school as my son, Dylan.
And, uh, I know them all pretty well, so, uh...
it might be best if you conducted the interview.
Do we know where he was headed when he went missing?
Well, we might be looking at a kidnapping.
Will's dad's an agent for the Counterfeiting Division
of the Secret Service.
He targets a vast array of scumbags.
And this might be one of them retaliating.
Generally speaking, that's what "scumbags" do.
Right.
Did you search for pedophiles
or violent offenders in our area?
Yeah, we just put out a list to NYPD.
It includes
all prisoners that were released
from local facilities in the last 48 hours.
What about an Amber Alert?
DANNY: Amber Alert's already in place,
and we've put out a police BOLO
in the Tri-State area, so...
All the release forms you'll need
from us since Will's a minor.
Didn't want anything slowing us down.
MRS. DUNCAN: And I made a list of all of Will's friends.
The ones I called last night are highlighted.
This is the man that assaulted Will.
Do you recognize him?
No, but...
You need to concentrate on counterfeiters.
This could be an associate of someone I put away.
You have anyone in particular in mind?
Well, we've been chasing a crew out of Belgium
dealing in supernotes.
They killed a couple of snitches last week.
Well, we're gonna need to see all your files.
Do you really think this has anything...? Lisa.
You have no idea what these people are capable of.
DANNY: Mrs. Duncan, we're just covering all angles.
Is there any reason that your son didn't call you
after he was assaulted?
What do you mean? Well, according
to the doorman when he went out to help him,
he tried to convince Will to come back in the building,
but Will just took off.
I can't imagine why.
Is he having a problem with you?
He has been difficult lately.
He's a good kid,
but I got him an internship at my office and...
he practically threw it back in my face.
We're not done yet.
You can't just quit the internship, Will.
What, 'cause we can afford to send you to private school,
you think you don't have to work like everybody else?
That's not what I said.
Your mother and I work long and hard
to give you everything you need.
I came up from nothing to get where I am!
But I never wanted that internship,
but you don't listen! I do what I think
is best for you.
No, you don't.
You do whatever the hell you want,
and don't care who you hurt.
Hey, you watch your tone with me.
You're a frickin' hypocrite, Dad.
Get back here.
Will!
You didn't tell me any of that
when we talked about it. I thought I'd handle it.
Did you and your son have any other altercations?
I almost wish we had.
Maybe I could've figured out what was going on with him.
SAMANTHA: Mr. Duncan seized
$230,000 in counterfeit cash from the Belgians,
and put away four of them away at stateside.
MEDINA: Who's on the board?
The Belgians that are still at large.
Hmm, any matches to Will's attacker? Not yet,
but I've got ten years of case files to go through.
Hey, guys,
what do you make of this receipt?
It came out of Will's backpack.
The vendor's name is torn off,
but check out what's on the back.
License plate.
Nah, I ran it. Nothing.
Could be a password.
Letters and numbers indicate a higher encryption.
Could be a bank account.
I'm looking into their finances.
So Will's abduction might not be related to his dad's work.
Why do you say that? Because I just got
his transcripts, and look at this.
He missed three classes in two years,
and then eight in the last four days.
His parents never mentioned that.
Because they didn't know. The school counts
absences at the end of each week.
All right, back up Agent Johnson at the school
and call me if you have any updates.
Agent Medina.
Uh, you got a second?
Yeah, what's up?
I, uh, I wanted to get back to you about your offer.
Oh, great, so I can count you in, huh?
Actually...
I appreciate you thinking of me, but I'm gonna have to decline.
Uh-huh. You have any idea what you're passing up?
Yeah. In fact, I really want the job,
but I also want to know that I earned it.
Yeah? Well, life goes by fast, Martin.
Not everything waits around till you think you're ready for it.
Well, be that as it may,
I'm really not comfortable with the circumstances.
"Circumstances"? Wh
Look, there's a number of them.
Mm-hmm, let me guess.
You're loyal to the last guy that sat in my chair, right?
Thanks anyway.
We're looking for a Darby Wechsler.
Yeah, she's right over there.
DARBY: Mom, I don't have a staple gun. I just have tape.
Darby Wechsler?
Special Agent Johnson and Delgado.
Mind if we ask you a few questions?
What's this about?
I'm Paula Wechsler.
I'm Darby's mom.
This is about Will Duncan.
He's missing.
Oh, my God.
His mom called us last night.
You're Will's best friend, right?
Yeah.
You ever seen him with this man?
No. Who is he? ELENA: We don't know yet,
but we do know that Will
missed a lot of classes last week.
Do you have any idea why?
Darby, if you know what he was up to, you need to tell them.
I knew he was ditching. I just...
I thought it was junioritis.
VIVIAN: What about personal problems?
Like maybe something with his dad?
No.
I mean... he idolizes his dad.
What up, Wechs?
I have a surprise for you.
Yeah, Scarlett Johansson's number?
You wish.
Floor seats to the sold-out Interpol show at the Garden.
Are you serious? How'd you get these?
Katy P.'s cousins couldn't make it,
so how much do you love me right now?
You know the show's a Tuesday night
before the midterms, right?
Yeah, but after two months of studying,
I'm gonna need a break.
Oh, man, I can't go to this.
Where am I gonna get 120 bucks for a ticket?
Just ask your dad. Yeah, right. He says unless
it involves me going to college or staying healthy,
then I gotta earn it myself.
Your dad is such a tight-ass.
At least he cares what I'm doing.
In his own screwed-up way, he's, uh,
he's actually pretty chill.
Okay, well, now who am I gonna go to the show with?
You could always ask Mr. Kalvin.
Maybe he'll, uh, shave his mole hair for you.
Shut up.
He's like, the only guy I know who spends time with his father.
How long ago was this?
A couple of months, I guess.
And he never told you they fought? No.
But a few weeks later, he showed up
with these hundred dollar bills
wondering if I still had the tickets.
So I asked if his dad changed his mind,
and then he just got all aggro about it.
Where did he get the money?
He wouldn't tell me.
Do you know what his father does?
Yeah.
So could Will have stolen counterfeit cash?
I don't know.
DANNY: Okay, no, no, that's great.
Uh-huh, uh-huh, thank you.
Okay, so I spoke to personnel at Counterfeit Division.
They said there's no way that Will had access
to the phony money during his internship.
I know. He stole it from home.
Mr. Duncan does these counterfeit seminars at banks.
He just counted.
He's missing 1,200 bucks from his stash.
So maybe Will paid this guy
with the phony money for whatever reason
and he got a beat-down for it.
Yeah, that's a high price to pay to piss off your old man.
You think that's why he stole the cash?
Well, it's clear that Will has beef with his dad.
I can relate to that.
Oh, yeah?
How's that? I just remember how I used to feel
when my old man used to go on and on
about how good we have it,
just so he could feel good about his own sorry ass.
Fitzgerald.
Yeah.
Okay, shoot.
Mm-hmm.
No, that's great. Thanks.
Okay, that receipt we found in Will's backpack--
the one with the code on the back--
it turns out it's an online password from an Internet café
in Fort Greene, a half mile from Will's house.
Fort Greene.
It's called the Junction Box Cafe.
Did Will have any connections in that area?
Nobody from his class.
I talked to that Wall Street guy.
And?
I turned him down.
There were a lot of zeros on that card.
I know.
I just thought I'd stick around
and see what opportunities opened up.
Well, I, I think that's smart.
You know, you have a lot of potential.
Hmm.
I think I'll take that as a compliment.
Can I help you?
I'm Agent Malone.
This is Agent Spade from the FBI.
Just wanted to know
if you had, uh, seen this kid.
I know him.
Will.
He comes in a lot.
When was the last time he was here...
Lilah?
(door opens, bell rings) I don't know.
A few days ago.
Saturday, Sunday?
I guess it was Saturday.
Have any counterfeit hundreds
turned up in your till?
We don't take anything bigger than 20s.
Why?
Do you recognize this man?
No.
Okay, did Will have any problems
with anybody down here at all that you know of?
Actually, the only mess I ever saw him get into
looked like it followed him here.
Something wrong with that last cup?
Oh, man,
I didn't even notice that. Really?
So you didn't just order this to get me to come over here?
See, that'd be smooth, and I'm, I'm the opposite of smooth.
(door opens, bell rings)
You screwed me.
You gave me the wrong file.
No, I didn't.
None of it made any sense.
How would I know that?
Look, I was counting on this, you tool.
Now what the hell am I supposed to do?
That's not my problem. Well, I'm about to make it your problem.
Yo, take it outside, man.
Don't touch me.
You and me-- we're not done, Duncan.
(door opens, bell rings)
I don't know what his deal was,
but Will was freaking out about it.
Did you ever see
this other kid before? That's the thing.
He was in here a few days earlier and they seemed tight.
All right, we're going to need to see
the computer Will was working on.
I'll get the manager.
MARTIN: We pulled
the Internet history off of both
of the computers that Will used
and we figured out what he was up to.
According to the Internet cafe logs,
this is Will's last session.
At first,
he just surfs,
but then...
Will hacked into the school server?
MARTIN: And not just once.
Every time he was at the cafe, he downloaded
a test. We've counted
11 thus far.
I guess if you're running a cheating scam,
you'd better sell the right answers.
MAN: You think Will was cheating?
I know he was.
He wasn't the only one.
Please.
Um... I was wondering if you could identify this kid.
He was seen trying to beat up Will
for giving him the wrong test.
I'm sorry, but... this doesn't add up.
We have a strict honor code here,
and we've taken precautions to avoid this kind of situation.
Is that before or after you found out
that somebody hacked into your system?
Our techs discovered that you replaced five midterms
in the last two weeks.
Putting in a decoy
is the only way that Will would have given
that kid the wrong test.
Look. This is a delicate matter.
I'd like a chance to handle it internally.
It's a little late for that.
If this kid shows up dead,
you're going to wish that this was just a cheating scandal.
Do I make myself clear?
Very.
Where were you last night?
I had a basketball game at St. Joseph's.
Why does it matter?
It matters because Will Duncan
is missing and you were seen threatening him four days ago.
What proof do you have of this?
Well, for starters, we have a room full of witnesses
as well as confirmation from Brett's school
that he was cheating with a test
I didn't do anything to Duncan.
Okay.
Maybe you paid this guy to do something.
Okay, now you're just speculating.
BRETT: This is ridiculous.
I've never seen that dude in my life.
Brett, let me handle this.
What time is it in London? I want my dad
on the phone. SAMANTHA: You should call your dad.
We'll tell him you've been cheating.
Oh, please, you think he cares?
As long as I get into Yale,
my father doesn't give a rat's ass what I do.
Oh, good.
Well, we'll just call Yale.
LAWYER: Brett.
I got it.
My client will discuss the matter,
but only if it remains privileged
and can't affect his academic standing.
Well, why don't we see what he has to say first?
I didn't hurt Duncan.
But you were buying tests from him.
He wasn't selling the tests.
He was giving them away.
No way we can fit 20 formulas on a rubber band.
My cousin once printed a cheat sheet
on his T-shirt like a logo.
Except we wear uniforms, numb-nuts.
You guys should just grow a pair.
What did you say, twit?
You're so worried about cheating on a measly midterm.
Meanwhile, people are out there rigging elections
and busting up marriages.
What the hell are you talking about?
Everybody cheats.
That's just how they get by.
So why not just learn how to do that really well
and do it all the time?
That's inspiring, Duncan.
But how the hell are you going to pull it off?
Just tell me what tests you want and I'll get 'em for you.
I didn't expect it from someone like him,
but the next day he had the test.
Well, how did he hack into the server?
Word is he stole Mr. Parson's password.
It made him an instant hero.
Yeah,
that was until he gave you the wrong exam.
He ruined my GPA.
You know, and I wasn't the only one who was pissed.
I talked to four other kids
who flunked that midterm because of him.
All right.
Give us their names.
Hey, Jack, listen.
So I get a call from the board of directors at Will's school.
Something about you threatening their principal?
I mean, it's all about perspective.
I just persuaded him to cooperate, that's all.
Yeah, yeah, I got a stake in this case.
You know that, right?
Why didn't you come to me first?
Because if I have to check in with you every 15 minutes,
we may as well put this kid's face on a milk carton.
Hey, these are friends of mine, man.
These are friends of mine.
What, you take a wrecking ball to their lives, why?
You want to, want to get a rise out of me, is that it?
It's got nothing to do with you.
I'm just conducting the case the way I see fit. Really?
Because I asked you to keep me posted while I'm in DC,
and I come back and I find out you squandered
a whole day's worth of resources on a case
that should have gone directly to the US Marshals.
What's your point? My point is
that it's not about saving people for you.
Is it?
It's a power trip,
and you just can't stand the fact
that I'm spoiling it for you.
Thanks very much, but I already have a shrink.
All right, all right, here it is.
You don't save... a kitten in a tree
without coming to me first.
Are we clear?
Yeah, we're clear.
You hate kittens.
Brett Farnsworth got a 36%
on that bogus midterm he got from Will.
Seven other kids bomb the test.
Only three of them alibi out.
You know, I still can't get why he's cheating.
His grades have actually gotten worse.
And if he's not doing it for money,
then what's he got to prove?
I think I may have ID'd
Will's attacker.
Three months ago, Will's father brought down a counterfeiter
who matched our sketch,
but that guy had been in jail, so...
meet Gene Fuller, his brother.
He's got two counts of assault and battery.
I'm thinking he's the family muscle.
Gene Fuller?
Depends who wants to know.
Agent Delgado and Johnson, FBI.
We're here to talk to you about Will Duncan.
Who?
Oh, I didn't hurt that boy.
Really?
His doorman saw you pinning him down
after you hit him. I didn't hit him.
That was somebody else.
I was trying to help the kid out.
Then why did you run?
There wasn't anybody else.
You went after Will because his dad put your brother away.
Look, my brother was a small-time fish
in that whole counterfeiting thing.
All right?
After his sentencing, I had a buddy of mine
get me Agent Duncan's address, so...
I went over there to see him; that was it;
and that's when I saw the kid.
Will!
What did you do to Lilah?
I came home and found her crying.
I didn't do anything.
Don't lie to me.
And you're not right for her,
so just stay the hell away.
Get the hell off me, moron.
Hey!
Hey, come on. Leave him alone.
Come near my sister again, and I'll kill you.
Hey.
Hey, you, get off him!
And when the doorman came out,
you know, I didn't want to have problems
with my PO, you know, so I ran.
And you're sure they were talking about a Lilah?
Oh, I'm positive.
That's the girl from the Internet cafe. Yeah.
Listen, give me a description here.
Face, hair. I don't know.
You know, dark curly hair,
uh, leather jacket, you know...
VIVIAN: You're coming downtown with us
until your story clears.
Her name is Lilah Pritchard.
Will met her at an Internet cafe.
They've been dating for about six weeks.
This is her brother, Terrence.
Apparently, he's the guy who assaulted Will.
So, did you track this guy down?
No, they skipped town, but we got an APB out
on the both of them, so...
Will was hiding his girlfriend from us?
He's 17, Lisa. It's normal.
What, uh...
what exactly was going on
with your son when he quit his internship?
I already told you. I don't know why he quit.
I think you do.
Excuse me?
Someone with a record like your son's
doesn't start suddenly cheating and stealing
for absolutely no reason.
We got a suspect with motive,
and you're giving us the third degree?
Mark, stop it. What kind of dim-witted tactics
did you learn at Quantico?
I think you're concealing something
that would help us find your son.
I'm not concealing anything.
Just tell them the truth.
What are you talking about?
Will found out.
Found out what?
That you're having an affair.
Oh, hey.
I picked up Patsy's for dinner after work.
I'm just gonna eat in my room.
Will, wait.
Just because your dad punished you about the internship
doesn't mean you get to shut me out, too.
I'm not shutting you out.
Then, what's going on with you?
Look, I don't want to talk about it.
Why not? Because it's nothing, Mom.
Oh, honey, we both know that that's not true.
I saw Dad with a woman
about a week before I quit my internship.
What are you talking about?
They were... they were hailing a cab together.
She was probably a colleague.
No, she wasn't a colleague.
They were all over each other.
I'm sorry.
I... I...
I just didn't know what to do.
No, you must be confused.
Mom, I know what I saw.
No, you don't.
Okay, Will?
You don't.
All right, fine.
I thought if I just ignored it...
that we could move on.
MARK: Lisa...
I swear to you... Stop lying to me.
He looked up to you.
JACK: Um, Mr. Duncan...
we're going to need
the name of your, um...
mistress.
Yeah, come in.
Connecticut State Police
just caught Lilah and Terrence Pritchard
caravanning back into the city on the Merritt Parkway.
They were traveling separately?
Well, I think if they were trying to get rid
of Will's body, a motorcycle wouldn't suffice.
All right, well, let's have forensics process both vehicles.
Okay.
Um, also,
I think you should know
that Will found out that his father was having an affair.
Okay, thank you.
MARTIN: So, where's Will Duncan?
How should I know?
Because you beat the crap out of him yesterday
right before he went missing.
SAMANTHA: You lied to us about dating Will.
I'm sorry.
I guess I got scared.
Scared of what?
Us finding out that your brother killed him?
I didn't kill the kid.
Look... Lilah and I lost our folks when we were young,
so I get overprotective sometimes,
but the last time I saw Will, he was in front of his building.
Hmm, then what were you doing in Connecticut?
We have a cabin up there.
Is that where you buried the body? No.
That's not what happened. Then, you better start telling me
what did happen, okay, 'cause if you don't,
I'm going to assume that Will screwed you over
and you sent your brother to kill him.
Will didn't break up with me.
Then why did Terrence attack him?
He came home and found you crying.
What, did you and Will have a fight?
Yes.
What about?
I'm pregnant.
When I first told Will, he wanted to bail,
but then last night, he came back.
Terrence did this to you?
He... he told me to stay away, and I don't blame him.
It's none of his business.
Lilah, I'm sorry about last night.
Let me see your face.
No, it's okay. It stopped bleeding.
Lilah, stop.
We need to talk.
You said everything already.
I know you're mad at me.
I trusted you, Will,
but I guess all that crap about hating your dad
'cause he's a hypocrite was all talk.
It wasn't.
I mean, yeah, I panicked
when you told me you were pregnant.
But this morning at breakfast,
I had to listen to him lie to my mom
so he could see that slut he's been with.
And I realized
I never want to be like that.
Like what?
A coward.
You're the only thing that makes any sense to me.
I want to do right by you.
I love you.
We talked for hours trying to figure out what to do.
He said he wanted to fix the things
that were screwed up in his life.
Then he called a cab and left.
When was this?
Around 11:00.
Then when you guys showed up saying he went missing,
I thought maybe T had gone after him again.
All right, is that why you went to Connecticut?
Yeah,
but T didn't do anything to him.
You have to believe me.
What about the cab company that Will called?
It was East City Cabs.
They always pick up down there.
Okay, thank you so much
for your time.
Hey, any luck?
Nope, but I think she was mostly deaf.
What's that?
Hey, listen, a lot of these places seem empty.
The cabbie said he dropped Will out front,
but he must have gone to a different building.
Look, why don't we split up and work the block.
Hey, look at this.
What do you think that is?
I think that's blood.
Yep.
There used to be a rug here.
And I bet you they dragged it that way.
You see the scratches?
Oh, yeah.
What's this?
I think we found the right building.
DANNY: No, not yet, but according to the owner,
half the units are being renovated,
so we're still working on the rest.
Well, I'm thinking that
whomever he came to see wasn't too happy about it.
They got into it in the hall, and Will fell down the stairs.
And no one heard or saw anything?
There's a guy saying that he heard a crash,
but they didn't check on it.
I have Martin outside looking for security cams.
Mm-hmm. Wait. Hold on.
I think I know why Will was there.
Apartment 203 is leased by his dad.
You hear that?
Yeah. Well, we knocked, and nobody was at 203.
This kid's dad is starting
to make my old man look like a saint.
DANNY: Mr. Duncan, we know about your apartment
that you keep downtown.
Why is this relevant now?
Well, it's relevant because
your son knows about it, too,
and it's relevant because he was there last night.
What?
And it's relevant because
we found his blood all over the staircase.
Wait. Are you sure it's his?
Well, we're waiting for lab results,
but we have his headphones, and they're covered in blood.
How do you know they're his headphones?
Without those lab results, this is just conjecture.
Will could still be all right.
Mr. Duncan, did your son confront you about your affair?
I wouldn't hurt my own boy.
DANNY: Why didn't you tell us
about your apartment in the first place?
Because I didn't think it was connected.
Everything is connected.
There isn't a jury
in this country that wouldn't see the connection
between your affair
and your son's blood all over...
Stop saying it's his blood!
DANNY: Who else had access
to that apartment other than you?
My girlfriend.
She wouldn't do anything to Will.
How's it going in there?
DANNY: Well, I think all things are pointing at you, Mr. Duncan.
I don't think he did it.
Good.
Knowing this kid, uh...
...hit a little close for me, and, uh...
...it may have clouded my judgment.
Yes, maybe it did.
That's the beauty of the team, right?
A consensus of opinions keeps you from making rash judgments.
Sorry to interrupt.
Uh, we pulled these from a security camera outside
Duncan's apartment.
This is Will going in.
And three minutes later...
Now, who's that?
This is Darby Wechsler,
Will's best friend.
Thank you.
MEDINA: We found Will's blood
in an apartment building downtown.
And you were there.
MRS. WECHSLER: There must be some kind of mistake.
These pictures are dark.
That could be anyone.
No, no, no, no. We're pretty sure it's Darby.
We were hoping that you'd have seen
something that could help us.
Did you do something to him?
WOMAN: She didn't. She wasn't there.
She was at home with me.
Can you verify that?
Why would I lie to you?
Why wouldn't you?
MEDINA: All right.
Darby,
now we know you're overwhelmed,
but if you know what happened to Will,
then we need you to tell us.
You've got the wrong girl. Did you kill him?
Darby, don't answer that.
I wasn't talking to you.
Did you kill him?
So you wouldn't mind giving us a DNA sample, right?
He wouldn't help me.
I found him
at the Internet cafe, and I followed him.
Dad, are you in there?
Wechs
I need the English lit test.
I already told you, I'm not doing that anymore.
Why not? Because it's stupid.
I was doing it just to piss off my dad.
Did you follow me here?
What exactly is here?
It's where my dad brings his girlfriend, all right?
What?
I saw him bring a girl here, like, a week ago,
and I thought they were gonna be here again tonight.
Look, you got to go, okay?
Fine, then just give me the test.
Are you deaf? I said no.
Then I'm not leaving!
I'm sorry, but I don't know what else to do.
I can't get any Bs this semester.
Why not? Because I won't get into Cornell!
Do you have any idea how hard I've worked?
If I don't get in, I swear to God I will kill myself.
Wechs, it's just school.
There's more important things in life.
We'll study tomorrow.
No!
The test is on Thursday.
Okay, we'll figure it out then, okay?
You have to give it to me!
You promised you would!
Just stop, all right?!
: I didn't mean to hurt him.
MEDINA: What did you do
with his body?
JACK: There's no way
you could have moved that body by yourself.
Who helped you?
Oh, my God.
He's dead.
What are we gonna do?
Darby!
Darby, stop it.
Come here.
We're gonna fix this, okay?
Okay?!
Okay.
Okay, sweetie.
It's gonna be okay.
Now get the rug.
We're gonna roll him up.
The car's out back.
You said that everything would be okay.
: Oh...
Darby, baby, why are you doing this?
: Because Will's dead, Mom,
and it was all because of a stupid grade.
I'm so sorry.
Oh.
*
He's, uh....
He's not coming back.
Lilah?
The Duncans.
I, uh, finished up the case report.
Yeah. Thanks. I'll take it.
Okay.
So, uh,
it was all fairly pointless, wasn't it?
Depends on what you're talking about.
Well, I mean, uh, you know,
we could have run every play in the book,
and we still wouldn't have saved him, right?
True.
You know, when, um...
When I came into this job,
the guy that I took over for gave me
some advice.
He, said, uh,
stay with the facts, stick with your training,
and don't take it home with you.
Yeah. So, how-how's that been going for you, huh?
It was the worst advice I ever got.
The facts are never what they appear to be, and
there's no amount of training that can prepare you
for what people are capable of doing to each other.
And what about taking it home with you?
Well, I wouldn't say that it helps me sleep, but...
...it gets the job done.
Yeah.