("Lilly" by Pink Martini playing)
* *
* Lilly comes when you stop to call her *
* Lilly runs when you look away *
* Lilly leaves kisses on your collar *
* Lilly, Lilly, Lilly, Lilly, stay... *
Hello?
(alarm ringing)
* *
TODD: ...I'm fine staying up all night,
but 6:00 a.m. is too early for anybody to be awake.
Ah, these donuts...
SUSAN: Voodoo Donuts.
Come every Monday? And we're not allowed to have any?
These are the partner donuts.
The Costco croissants that we get...
are down there.
TODD: That is so unfair.
I want an Oh Captain, My Captain.
Or a Grape Ape.
Look, she can't see us and no one's around,
so why don't we just...
Ow. I would know.
And what if a partner asked me if you took one?
I would have to tell them the truth.
I want to be partner here one day.
Okay, me stealing one donut
being the downfall of your entire career
seems like bit of a stretch to me,
but I'll oblige. I'm serious.
Ooh, behind you. Hmm?
So, the partners get donuts,
they get their floors waxed, and they get nice chairs?
This is ridiculous.
I mean, look at this thing.
Have I mentioned that I'm still sitting on a rolling step stool?
Only like 400 times.
I have to go, but do not take--
Yes, do-not do-nut. I wo-not. Just relax.
Everybody relax.
Agnes.
Hi.
(exhales)
(laughs)
(sharp inhale) Oof.
Ah.
How dare you? What?
Wait, Mom. No, it's just a chair.
I am not doing this. You are impossible.
But impossible in which arena, exactly?
Oh, Todd.
Good morning.
You told the State Commissioner
of Oregon...
Miranda, very good work on the Langdon case.
...that I, Margaret Wright,
respected attorney throughout Portland
am basically acting as your--
Oh, Bob.
You need to water that.
--as your parole officer?
I did? Oh, my gosh.
Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait, right, right, right.
No, Mom. Listen.
It's been two years last week.
I am no longer barred
from holding an investigator's license in Oregon. Oh.
I just need to pass all these tests--
did 'em online--
take all these seminars-- did 'em online--
complete all my nonsense work hours and bingo,
I get my license back.
There.
Now, 1,800 nonsense hours. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
And your supervisor simply needs to initial your time sheet?
Yes, and that's you, not Lyle. Okay.
So, you put in 183 hours last week? Yeah.
Todd, there are only 168 hours in a week.
What? No, that can't be right.
Well, it is right.
And you backdated this
to say that you started working here nine months ago.
I am not going to sign a state document
replete with lies to help you
get something that you have not earned.
Oh, come on.
I can't be under Lyle's thumb
and rule and supervision forever.
It is killing me.
And I have done thousands of hours of detective work.
Over the years.
Wait, how many hours are in a year?
It's got to be at least a thousand, right?
Hold this.
If you get caught doing this,
if I get caught authorizing it,
then we are done. Our careers: over.
Thank you, Jerry.
(sighs) You sound like Susan and the donuts.
(mocking): "Susan and the Donuts"?
I don't want to talk indie rock bands with you right now.
This is serious.
You have to pay your dues,
put in your time.
You always want something for nothing.
Well, I don't want nothing for something.
Wait, stop.
What's going on with him?
I don't know.
Stay!
Hey, Francey. Hmm?
What's going on? With what?
With Lyle. He seems so...
FRANCEY: Oh, yeah. Sad story.
TODD: What's the story?
His niece. She was arrested this morning.
For what?
There was an explosion last night
in the Oregon City College campus.
In a laboratory.
The Manticore Institute.
The one on campus.
And?
And his niece, Angie Brooks, was arrested.
They think she blew up the lab.
Lyle's niece blew up a lab?
Shh. Sorry, sorry.
It's very serious.
A scientist, Nicholas Armstrong, was badly injured.
He's in the hospital.
Her arraignment is this morning.
Lyle wanted your mom to help.
"Lyle's niece was arrested for blowing up a laboratory"
is never a sentence I thought I'd say.
* *
Hi, Angie.
Here, sit down.
I'm Margaret Wright. I work with your Uncle Lyle,
and I will be defending you. I didn't do this.
No, of course, of course.
Uh, we'll talk about all these details later.
But right now, your uncle tells me that you
have no prior arrests, is that correct?
Yes, ma'am. Okay.
And you're on the dean's list? Yes, ma'am.
Okay.
All rise for Honorable Judge Mendelsohn.
D.A. Boatman.
And well, well, well, Margaret Wright.
Always a treat.
What have you got for me today?
Your Honor, I would ask that you release my client
on her own recognizance.
Uh, she has no prior arrests,
she is on the dean's list.
And she is an exemplary citizen.
Your Honor.
We have video evidence of Angela Brooks entering the lab
prior to the explosion with a suspicious duffel bag.
(murmuring, gasping)
MENDELSOHN: All righty, then.
Given the violent nature of this crime,
I have no alternative but to set bail at $30,000.
(gavel bangs)
BAILIFF: All rise.
$30,000?
Where am I supposed to--
I will take care of it.
It's okay. He will get it back once you show up for trial.
And you will show up for trial.
You can't tell my mom about this. Are you kidding me?
You don't get to decide who I tell.
Uncle Lyle, please don't talk to me... I told your mother
that I would take care of you... ...like I'm a child, okay?
...and I would keep you out of trouble. Okay.
Go with the guard, his name is Troy,
and we'll get you after you've been processed.
It'll be fine, go ahead.
Lyle. Lyle.
She'll be all right.
* *
Angie, this is you
entering the Manticore Building last night, correct?
This is not what it looks like, okay?
And, Uncle Lyle, I can't believe that you would even think
that I would do something like this.
I'm not saying you did it.
I'm saying it looks like you blew up a lab.
Could you imagine the optics in court?
I was hanging posters in protest of Manticore.
Manticore.
That's the chemical manufacturing company, yes?
Yes, um, they funded the lab on campus.
They also dump chemicals all over the world. They're evil.
Okay, and were you hanging the posters on your own?
No. I'm with Green Circles.
It's this environmental group on campus.
Okay. A terrorist group.
ANGIE: We are not terrorists.
Angie, you are supposed to be studying!
We didn't do it. We stage peaceful protests.
Then-then what was this?
Okay, were you in the building
at the time of the explosion?
ANGIE: I was, um, supposed to be
hanging posters in the lab.
Posters everywhere, to humiliate them.
But then, when I got there,
boom, the lab exploded and I just ran out.
Then why don't you reappear on the video,
coming out of that door?
I don't know. I just dropped my duffel bag
and then I just-- You dropped your duffel bag?
Angie, you left evidence?
There was only posters in there.
Lyle, why don't you contact the D.A. and Manticore
and see if you can't get the footage
from the other security cameras on the site. All of them.
Angie, your uncle is very worried.
Clearly, he cares
about you very much.
He's supposed to be watching over me.
My parents live pretty far away.
And the only reason that I'm allowed to go to school here
is because Uncle Lyle's nearby.
But he wants me to be him.
Be just like him. Do what he does.
Mm-hmm. And he doesn't care about the environment.
Not the way that I do.
He doesn't understand Green Circles.
That is the environmental group?
Yeah, we want our kids to have clean air
and clean drinking water.
And rightly so.
But why are you targeting Manticore, specifically?
Because the waste that they dump
leaches into the water supply, and is combustible.
Combustible?
Mm-hmm.
If you're able to recover any data
from the backup drive, let us know.
Okay, what'd you find?
The D.A. and Manticore insist
that we have all existing footage.
That all the other security cameras
shorted out as a result of the explosion.
Well, that's convenient for whoever blew things up.
But if Angie is correct,
and Manticore deals in combustible chemicals,
then maybe...
Maybe the lab combusted itself?
Lyle, why don't you go pay the lab a visit?
The injured scientist had a partner.
See if you can find him. Find out what he knows.
All right. Okay?
Hey.
Okay, uh, Todd, Todd... Huh?
Lyle is very upset about this.
I want you to go with him and watch over him.
Make sure he doesn't lose his temper.
Wait. You want me to babysit him?
Yes. Just to confirm:
You want me babysitting Lyle?
Yes.
Yes. Yes, a million times yes. Jacket.
What? Yeah, of course, yes, mm-hmm.
Thank you.
Just so you know, I got your back.
I'm serious.
Look, this case is very personal to you.
I get that you're upset
and my mom wants me to watch out for you.
You know, as your supervisor.
You're supervising me?
Yeah, I mean, you know, whatever, I'm in charge.
Your niece is in trouble.
You can't be objective. I get it.
Oh, you get it?
Has your niece ever been in trouble?
My niece is three. When my niece was three,
I was working with the general
for the National Security Agency.
I had four top-level clearances and I owned my own home.
But you live in a garage?
Hey, it's not a competition, okay?
My niece would never blow up a lab.
My niece didn't blow up a lab.
And she doesn't have a fool for an uncle, either. A fool?
Are you kidding? My niece thinks I'm straight-up hilarious.
Your niece is three.
(Todd sighs)
Mr. Ponce?
Yes.
Lyle Burton.
We spoke on the phone. This is my assistant.
Well, Assistant General.
It's a higher level
of private detective.
I mean, you wouldn't really understand it,
but I do outrank him.
PONCE: Sorry, I'm a bit distracted.
Nicholas, my research partner, is in the hospital.
And I've had to move everything to annex and continue our work.
Well, what exactly are you working on?
And what are in all these jars?
PONCE: Don't touch that!
Unless you want another explosion.
Another explosion?
So, your work does involve combustible compounds.
Yes, there are hazardous byproducts.
We are trying to solve the world's plastic problem.
And we've found a way to dissolve it.
Manticore might be seen as evil,
but this work, that they're funding, is good.
So, then...
is that what Nicholas was working on
the night of the accident?
It wasn't an accident.
Our lab was blown up
by a bomb.
They've confirmed that.
And, uh, where were you that night?
I already told the police.
I went to dinner with my boyfriend
and then I was on a plastics panel at the Everlane Hotel.
Remind me who you're working for again?
Uh, we're representing Angie Brooks.
Wait. The freak who blew up my lab?
Don't talk about her like that. Okay, okay.
She's not a freak.
Angie's just, you know,
getting her Greta Thunberg on,
trying to save the world one poster at a time
with her eco group, what is it? Uh, Green Circles.
Green Circles is just a front for Eco-Battalion.
What's... Eco-Battalion?
The environmental terrorist group?
They sank that fishing boat in Alaska.
They torched that farm in Idaho.
They kill people! Angie Brooks
is a maniac who blew up my lab and tried to kill Nicholas.
Now wait just a minute, you're not gonna talk about--
Get out! Okay, okay, okay.
Okay, we're going. Come on.
So, just to recap:
your niece is a murderous eco-terrorist?
All my niece does is watch Blue's Clues.
* *
We are not Eco-Battalion!
Okay?
Green Circles is a peaceful group.
Peaceful.
Angie, this is very serious.
Homeland Security is now involved.
You have to tell the truth.
They could put you away for a very long time.
What, like in prison?
Life in prison.
You are being accused of detonating a bomb.
Angie, think. Is-is there anyone new in the group?
A new member or maybe a new leader?
Okay. There's Rafe.
Rafe?
Okay...
There's something.
Uh, who is this Rafe?
And-and why are you just telling us about him now?
Well, he started coming to our meetings like six months ago.
He's older. Maybe 22.
Ooh, ancient.
I mean, he's been all over the globe, he knows everything.
Oh, he knows everything? Does he happen to know
who blew up the lab, by any chance?
LYLE: Did he influence your group to, uh,
take larger actions? To be violent?
No, no. Completely the opposite.
He's all about peace and, um, mediation.
And, listen, he's a really good guy
and he's really, really smart.
And he thought it would...
He thought it would be a good idea to poster the lab.
But he didn't go with you?
Why didn't you mention this earlier?
MARGARET: Angie...
I am your lawyer.
We are trying to protect you,
but-but you are burying information
protecting this boy. Okay.
When I left the building, I thought I saw someone running.
What? And I couldn't make out who it was,
but it did look sort of like Rafe.
And I'm sorry
and I know I should've told you guys this sooner,
but I know Rafe and I know he wouldn't do anything like this.
Okay, so let's call Rafe
and ask him to come down
so we can ask him a few questions. Okay, or...
We slide someone
into his world to get info without raising suspicion.
LYLE: No, not this time.
If we do this, then this operation needs to be precise. Mm. Mm-hmm.
And carefully thought out.
Yeah. When I have not been precise
and carefully thought out?
LYLE: Ms. Wright and I will go.
My niece is involved.
Manticore Institute is toxic! (chanting): Hey, hey, ho, ho,
Manticore has got to go!
Hey, hey, ho, ho,
Manticore has got to go.
(chanting continues)
Ms. Wright, there he is.
Rafe.
Hey, hey, ho, ho...
Yo, Saffron, keep them going. I'll catch up, okay?
Ho, ho, Manticore...
Yo, Angie. My eco-angel.
I heard about the arrest.
I'm glad you made it.
Yeah, I wouldn't miss it.
Uh, Rafe, this is...
I'm her uncle. Hello.
Ooh, wow. That's some grip. Were you in the military?
I'll take that as a yes.
And I'm her attorney, Margaret Wright.
Yo. It's good to see you here.
Even though your generation
made most of the mess
we're trying to clean up.
I beg your pardon?
I worked three years
on the Umpqua Forest and Waterways Protection lawsuit.
We went all the way to the Oregon Supreme Court
and won.
RAFE: Well, dang. Then I beg your pardon.
It's dope you came out here to support Angie and the cause.
What happened to her is totally unfair.
That's great, because we have a few questions
for you about the night of the explosion.
Sure, sure. We'll get to that right after the rally.
Let's do this, then.
Hey, hey, ho, ho!
Manticore has got to go.
Hey, hey,
ho, ho, Manticore has got to go.
Hey, hey, ho, ho,
Manticore has got to go.
Listen up.
We have a special guest with us.
A trailblazing attorney who defends activists.
Someone who believes like we do
in Angie Brooks' innocence.
-(cheering) -(applause)
RAFE: Please help me welcome
attorney Margaret Wright.
-(cheers) -(applause)
I'm not a speaker, really. Oh, it's easy,
they're an easy crowd. I'm very uncomfortable.
You'll do fine. This is not in my wheelhouse at all.
This is great.
Okay. You know, I'm just gonna put this thing down.
I don't think I need it, do I?
You can all hear me?
(cheering)
You. Raise that sign.
You are absolutely right.
We are putting plastic over people.
And-and I don't mean Saran wrap on a dish.
I mean, when did stuff become more important
than human beings and animals?
The byproduct of Manticore's work is toxic waste!
(cheering)
MARGARET: What we are doing to this planet
is devastating.
We have to have no more plastic ever!
-(cheering) -(whooping)
Except maybe for the occasional Ziploc bag.
(booing)
Oh, no, you...
Ugh, you are absolutely right. You are right.
I am addicted to plastic and convenience.
And that is my generation's fault.
But what about you?
You say you want to change the world?
Get your noses out of your cell phones.
That you pay for with plastic.
And stop posting pictures of every single thing that you eat.
No one cares.
There are starving people all over the world.
And don't "like" everything. Like, like, like, like, like.
It doesn't mean anything. Just go vote!
Pay your rent in cash and for God's sake
get your boxes out of your mother's house.
And move out of your sister's garage.
We need to make some hard choices.
No more plastic, no more convenience.
Hard choices.
Um...
You all look very nice,
with your signs and you-you've clearly
put a lot of effort into this protest.
(cheering)
Hey, hey, ho, ho, Manticore has got to go.
Hey, hey, ho, ho...
And if you know anything about the explosion
at the Manticore Institute,
please tell me.
Hey, hey, ho, ho, Manticore has got to go.
(booing)
I am trying to get to work.
Oh, work? Really? You work's the problem here, man.
What the hell?
I thought they arrested you.
Move it, tree bitch.
Don't touch me.
You hurt her, you'll be on your back
before you know what hit you.
(booing)
Thank you, Lyle. Thank you.
Uh, where's Rafe?
I have questions for him.
No sign of him. I think he's gone.
I can't believe he just left.
Okay, all right,
you follow the protesters.
And-and see if you can learn anything.
I'll catch up with you. All right.
Good job. You okay?
Yeah, I'm good.
You took me right back to my first protest.
Oh, yeah? What were you protesting for?
No nukes. It was right after Three Mile Island.
That's really cool. Mm-hmm.
I had the same kind commitment.
What's your name?
Uh, Saffron Lind.
You're not going to the march?
(sighs)
Yeah.
Um, what you said in your speech...
we have to make hard choices.
Is there something that you know?
Yeah.
But what if the thing I know
is that somebody asked me to do something and I did it
because I really thought it was the right thing to do,
but now I'm not so sure?
Does this have to do with Rafe?
I-I don't want to get him in trouble.
Angie is the one in trouble.
If she gets convicted, she goes to prison for life.
This is all my fault.
Just tell me what you know.
Okay.
Okay, so, two months ago,
Rafe asked me to get a job as a janitor at Manticore,
so I could get the keys to the lab.
And I-I was just such an idiot and...
He told me it was for the cause, so I did it.
I gave him the keys to the lab.
Are you telling me that on the night of the explosion,
Rafe had access to the lab?
Yeah.
And I think he did it.
Would you tell the police that?
You know what?
Yeah.
Yeah, screw Rafe.
I'm tired of protecting him.
I'll tell them everything.
Hey, Susan, what are you doing?
This Aeron chair belongs to partner
Beverly Crest. No.
Her assistant asked me if I knew where it was.
And I didn't, until I saw it in your office.
Okay, it's just a chair.
It's a $2,000 chair.
And Crest is still in Paris.
Then it's a 2,034 Euros chair.
Did you just do that math in your head?
When partner Beverly Crest gets back,
this chair will be in her office. Okay.
I'm not covering for you.
I am not aiding and abetting you.
I am trying to be a partner here.
Okay, look, I got to go,
but I want to let you know that my happiness
hinges on being able to sit in that chair.
(sighs)
Then I'm sorry for your loss.
Goodbye.
I'm scared. Here.
It's good to eat something sweet. It calms your nerves.
100% organic.
So, is there going to be a jury and all that?
No. This is your preliminary hearing.
This is where the judge decides
if they have enough evidence to move against you.
And since that activist, Saffron, went to the police
and told them about Rafe having the key,
that should help Angie's case, right? That is right.
And since all the other security camera footage
was destroyed in the bombing, I think we're good, okay?
Okay. Okay.
Come on. Here. Ugh.
Eat this. Eat this. Okay.
Did you know Saffron very well?
Yeah.
I mean, I know everyone at Green Circles.
Saffron's cool. She knows the guy that got hurt.
Mmm. She's been pretty bummed lately.
They're friends, so...
Nicholas Armstrong? Mm-hmm.
Yeah, she says he's a great guy.
I mean, he even volunteers at the hospital.
Oh, I bet he knows Allison.
I just still can't believe Rafe.
I'm sorry he wasn't who you thought he was.
Margaret, I'm adding two new charges to Ms. Brooks' case.
What? The first one being domestic terrorism.
Why?
The police found the missing duffel bag
with the posters and fertilizer
and hydrogen peroxide and other bomb materials
in Ms. Brooks' dorm room.
Okay, Uncle Lyle, there's no way that that was in my dorm room.
Don't say another word.
Ms. Wright, what is-- Hold on.
What is the second charge?
Murder.
What are you talking about? This is murder?
Nicholas Armstrong just died of his injuries.
We are putting Ms. Brooks under arrest.
Wait, wait, what-- Oh, my God.
Angie, it's gonna be okay. We're gonna get to the bottom of it.
Uncle Lyle! Okay. It'll be...
Angie, the only thing you say from this moment on
is "I want my lawyer"!
Oh, hi. I'm looking for my daughter,
Dr. Allison Grant.
Where's the on-call room?
It's over there. Thank you.
(whispering): Allison?
Hello?
Allison?
(snoring)
Allison?
(gasps) Sorry.
Sorry, sorry.
Oh. Allison, honey.
Ooh, sorry. Your hair is just like hers.
Ooh. I'm sorry, sorry. (grunts)
Go back to sleep.
Allison? (yelps)
Oh. Oh, God.
MARGARET: I'm sorry.
Oh, God, you scared me. You scared me.
What are you doing here?
Well, Allison, I need your help.
My client is in jail.
And I'm going through all the loose ends of the case.
I need some information about a volunteer here at your hospital.
Are you kidding me?
Mom, I'm resting between back-to-back shifts.
What do you want?
Well, the volunteer office is closed.
Yes, because it's the middle of the night.
Allison, do you
know a Nicholas Armstrong--
Can you please keep it down?
Sorry, I'm sorry,
Jean, just go back to sleep.
No, I don't know anything about any volunteers.
Even the ones who work with you?
Mom, we do not have volunteers in the emergency room.
I don't even know the volunteer coordinator here.
I do. You do?
Yes. Her name is Britney Kinsette.
Kinsette. Sounds like "kismet."
Do you have her phone number?
Hang on.
Ask her if she knows a Nicholas Armstrong.
Why do you need to talk to Britney?
Oh, hello.
I'm Margaret, Allison's mother.
Oh, my God.
There was a volunteer who worked here and now he's dead.
He died volunteering here?
Oh, no, no. He was killed in a lab explosion.
It was terrible.
Wait, I did know him. (gasps)
Oh, my God, that's so sad.
Yes.
He was an amazing scientist.
But I think lately he was really unhappy.
Why?
That's all I know.
Sorry, Allison's mom, I need to sleep.
Okay.
Britney says she knew him.
Oh, ask her if she knows why he was unhappy.
(phone chimes twice)
Yeah, she thinks Nicholas didn't trust his research partner. Carrington.
Okay.
She said they were in some big dispute.
Well, honey, wait, anything else?
No, that's it.
I really have to go back to sleep.
I have heart surgery in three hours.
You're having heart surgery in three hours?
That can't be right.
She is performing heart surgery in three hours.
Oh. ALLISON: You have all your information.
Now please go.
Good night, Mother.
Yes, yes, good night.
Good night. Good night.
Good... Oh, Allison, good night.
(groans) Good night. Sweet dreams.
I just need to call Todd.
Mom, get out now. Ooh, ooh.
Sorry. I just...
I'm sorry, I just need to find my purse, okay?
(all groaning) It's okay, I just-- Ah, there it is.
There. So sorry.
Sorry.
Okay, I got it.
Keep the phone up.
(deep breath)
Todd, period, this is your mom,
comma, listen, there is something fishy
going on with Nicholas and Carrington, exclamation point.
And I need you to double-check your alibi, exclamation point.
Go.
Mom!
Yes, I got your text and your five voice mails
and I'm checking out his alibi right now.
Huh.
(Todd fake sneezing)
Hi.
Hi, I was just here,
in this, uh, seminar-- fantastic, by the way--
and I think I left my wallet...
right here. Do you mind?
No, be my guest.
You were just in here.
Yeah. Why?
Sorry, you just...
You don't seem like a guy who would be at a...
pet psychic symposium.
Well, you know what they say in the pet psychic universe:
"Never judge a dog by
the shape of his aura karma vector."
Hi, I'm Balthazar Constantine.
But you could just call me Baz.
Bethany. Bethany.
So, do you, uh...
do all the AV stuff here, Bethany?
Sure do, Baz.
And, uh, were you here last Saturday?
Plastics panel. Kind of a science-y thing.
There was this expert speaker,
dirty blond slick hair, Ed Norton vibes?
Oh, yeah, I remember him. Carrington Ponce.
Ugh. Came on really strong.
Just, like, hitting on me all night.
And he won't stop texting me.
Huh. Here.
You can... look.
Okay.
Wow.
Mm. That's a lot of texts.
Yeah, he keeps asking me for drinks.
Like, a lot. (laughs)
Wait. He was hitting on you? This guy?
Yeah.
Is that so hard to believe?
No. No, no, I mean, no, of course. You're... wonderful.
(laughs) Um, but...
Could you possibly text me
a screenshot of all of his messages?
Uh... yeah, I mean, I guess.
Just put your number in my phone.
Okay, sure.
What's this for, anyway? Why are you asking about him?
Oh, uh... Stored.
Well, I am a psychic.
And I had this vision about him.
You did go out for that drink
and eventually you got married.
And then one day,
you adopted a pet.
And that pet would...
...kill... you both.
Are you serious?
I am very serious.
What kind of pet?
It's a bird, a very big bird.
And that is why I'm here.
To warn you away from him.
And my work is now done. (laughs)
Thank you. Pet blessings upon you.
Oh, and, uh, don't forget to text me
the screenshot of those messages, okay?
Just, um... For my pet records.
Hey. Hi.
Where's my mom? She'll be back in five minutes.
Something about sweet-and-sour sauce.
Okay, great, thanks-- Whoa.
My chair.
That's my chair.
That's a long story.
Okay, well, here's the short version:
You stole my chair.
Todd, by the time I got that chair
back to Beverly Crest's office,
her assistant had replaced it.
So, now, there are two of them.
And instead of ratting you out as the thief of the first chair,
I just put it in my office
and have been telling everyone that I bought it for myself.
With my own money.
But that's not true. You are benefitting from my plundering.
Look. That chair is mine now. And it is very comfortable.
TODD: I know. SUSAN: And I earned it.
I returned stolen property, I covered for you,
and I've been sitting next to the bathroom on a broken swivel
for the last 18 months.
And if you try and take that chair away from me,
I will tell your mother where it really came from.
You would rat me out like that?
Oh, and you're just going back to your office?
Oh, okay, I see what's going on here.
Very, very mature.
You're having an affair with my chair. Ah.
You're having an achair.
Really not fair.
Mmm, mmm. I hope you like kung pao.
Thank you very much. Wow, look.
You might be interested to know
that I met with the AV lady, Bethany,
who saw Carrington speak at the plastics panel.
How is that interesting?
Because Carrington
asked Bethany out on a date.
He mentioned a boyfriend when we talked to him at the lab.
Exactly. Well, who cares? He's bisexual.
His personal life has nothing to do with our case.
TODD: Yes, but...
he's a cheater
and that says a lot about his character.
Hmm. While I don't condone
cheating of any kind,
I think the leap from sexual indiscretion
to domestic terrorism is highly implausible. Lyle?
My money's on Rafe.
Oh, so you're a betting man now.
Saffron took the key for him.
He's traveled the globe to take down a corporation.
The simplest answer. Yeah.
Like, way too simple.
Angie says she saw someone
in the lab the night of the explosion.
And I think it was Rafe.
I'm going to go to campus, find him,
see what I can learn. Okay.
Okay, well, then I am going to find Carrington,
the cheater, with a sideways approach.
And what exactly entails a sideways approach?
Oh, it's best not to encourage him, Lyle. TODD: Oh, I am so
glad you asked.
It is a little something called...
Fakenphony.
MARGARET: Oh, great, let's solve everything
with cell phone apps. What is it?
Well, it is an app where you can send texts
from other people's numbers and I am texting Carrington
right now pretending to be... Bethany.
That should be illegal.
Yeah, well, as of now, it is not.
That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard.
Well, if by stupid...
you mean effective,
then I agree.
Rafe or Carrington.
May the best man win.
Hmm.
TODD: Ow. Ow. Ow. You're on me!
Forgot your fortunes.
* *
Call "The Fool."
(phone buzzing)
Yeah, supervisor here.
(scoffs) Looks like you've been stood up. I won.
What? What are you talking about?
I was heading to Rafe's dorm on campus and look who I found.
Uh, what the heck is this?
"Luck will smile upon you. Twice."
In bed.
(laughs)
(phone chimes)
Twins. Twins. Twins. See? I won.
I was right. But more importantly,
you were wrong. Was I, though?
You couldn't have known that Carrington
had a twin without me.
Good point, Lyle. It's a tie.
You're both my best men.
Whatever.
I just can't believe he has a twin.
Which is how he was able to be at the plastics panel
and still blow up the lab. There's two of him.
Yeah, it's like Lindsay Lohan
and her sister in that Parent Trap movie.
But why would he blow up his own lab,
his own partner?
Exactly, Lyle.
What's his motive?
Well, Mom, you said Nicholas
and Carrington were in a dispute.
So, what if it escalated
and Carrington took matters into his own hands?
Good, good.
LYLE: And when Angie was arrested,
he decided to frame her.
Good. Good.
Nice teamwork.
Now, do we know the twins' names?
No, we-- Yes, we do.
I didn't have time for that.
Gene Tree Search lists
a Colby Ponce
with the same birthdate.
What we don't know is if he's involved.
Okay, well, either/or, either way,
Thing 1 or Thing 2,
one of these twins is up to something.
BOTH: So, what do we do now?
Oh, we said that together because--
There's two of them, I know.
I-I was gonna say because teamwork.
I think I know exactly what to do now.
Mr. Ponce?
Mr. Colby Ponce?
Um, yes, hello.
Hello, hello. I am Theodore Schell.
I'm a junior associate here at Crest, Folding and Song.
I am so glad...
Hey, Derek. ...that we tracked you down.
Please, right this way.
This is so strange.
I didn't even know my identity had been stolen.
Well, identity theft is very common.
Hey, Cathy. Our paralegal here.
Uh, but, you know, most people don't even know about it
before it's too late.
And, uh, turns out some pesky hackers
got into the Oregon DMV files and went berserk.
So, the DMV hired us to pay restitution
to everyone who suffered.
And I'm sure the $800 settlement
won't go unwelcome in your checking account, right?
(laughs) Please, right in here...
Wow.
What a lovely chair, huh?
There are just a few forms for you to sign
and you'll be on your way, with your check.
Please, have a seat.
(elevator bell dings) Ah.
Carrington Ponce.
Margaret Wright, Angie Brooks' attorney.
I am so sorry to interrupt your day like this.
So you said on the phone she's taking a plea deal?
We're preparing it right now.
The evidence against her is overwhelming.
But despite my personal feelings about her innocence,
we are pleading out.
And part of the deal is paying restitution
for lab damages,
so we have a list for you to review and sign.
And then you can be on your way.
This is gonna take forever.
I know. I'm sorry.
The DMV can be
very thorough.
Donut?
Oh, yes, please. Thank you.
Sure. Here you go.
Okay. Wonderful.
Oh, you have a very beautiful signature. I like that.
Make sure you get the blue, blue-green,
and then we'll circle back for the reds and the yellows.
That's right.
And initial there.
Mm-hmm.
I mean, it's just your boilerplate restitution deal.
It has, uh, compensation for all material costs,
lab gear, everything.
Well, I'm not signing anything before I show it to my lawyer.
Of course. I understand.
I mean, as an attorney,
that would've been my exact advice to you.
Donut?
Thank you.
As someone who cares about the environment,
I am so incredibly grateful
for all of your cutting-edge work on plastics.
Thank you. It was worth the sacrifice.
Do you realize that you and Nicholas are credited with
solving a big part of the world's plastics problems?
Come on. I mean...
is it going to be hard for you to be able to do it
on your own now?
No. I mean... (laughs) Nicholas didn't really
have an idea of what we were doing.
But we figured out how to dissolve plastics.
I bet that's worth a lot of money.
(laughing): It's a gold mine.
Oh... I mean...
And he just wanted to give it all way.
For free. Give it away?
To-to help the planet. Oh, my gosh.
I mean, that could be billions.
Billions. It's... (laughs)
It could be billions...
and so you killed him.
I'm not signing that.
I am out of here.
Carrington...
you're already signing it.
That is you.
Isn't it? TODD: Fantastic.
He showed up half an hour ago,
said his name was Carrington,
said he'd be more than happy to sign your confession.
Colby...
Stop!
Colby, stop!
Stop, don't sign. Carry, what are you doing here?
This is a scam. We got to go.
Hold on a sec. Take a look at this.
What are these?
It's not what it looks like.
TODD: These are photos
of what your brother did
with the bomb he planted while you were posing as him
at the plastics panel.
MARGARET: That's Nicholas Armstrong,
your brother's partner.
Horrifically burned, eventually died.
And that is on you.
It's not true. How could you do this?
I didn't do it, they're lying to you.
It's Nicholas?
It's not true, I'll explain, but we have to go.
No, I'm not doing this for you anymore.
Colby, you have to listen, trust me. No, no, no, no.
No, he said he had the flu and couldn't get out of the panel.
You said you were sick! Colby, shut up
and stop talking, let's go. No, enough, I'm not going!
Come on! No, I'm not going to prison for him!
He did this, not me.
Oh, great, and I got that all recorded.
Let's just play that back...
No, I'm not going to prison for him.
He did this, not me.
And we'll need a signed, legal confession, please.
I'll sign anything you want.
Colby! I had nothing to do with this.
Ma!
MARGARET: Wait!
TODD: Hey, hey, hey!
Hey.
Told you to leave my niece alone.
Wow. Double-O Lyle.
OFFICER: Come with us, sir.
* *
You did the right thing.
So. This environmental activism thing
seems like it might be more than just a hobby for you.
Yeah, I think so.
But maybe not on the disrupter side.
It's too volatile.
That is an accurate description.
I was thinking maybe like environmental law?
Fighting the system from within the system?
Your mother is going to like the sound of this.
* Ooh, my, my... *
I could be a badass lawyer like Margaret.
That's also accurate.
Hey, Uncle Lyle? Hmm?
Thanks.
* Gotta get up *
* 'Cause you let me move... *
(both laughing)
* For things you let me do * Love you. Thank you.
* Gotta get up... *
Good night, ladies.
Is that a partner donut?
What? It's Colby's.
And I worked hard to get this.
I set up that whole sting with the Winklevoss twins.
Oh, I set that up. Thank you very much.
Good night, ladies. Well...
I've been working overtime.
Overtime is not seven hours a day, Todd.
Either way, I've been down in the file room...
Bob, see what a little water can do? Mm-hmm.
...logging your closed case files
and making accurate records of my hours.
You've been doing all that?
Yes, yes, I have.
And I have 1,764 hours.
1,764 hours?
Left until I get my license back.
But I will get there.
Legally. Promise, Mom.
Well, Todd, I think that does merit a real reward.
Wait, like another donut?
Oh, no, no, no. Like a fresh one?
Oh, no, no, no, no.
Lyle, Susan and I got you a little something.
Go straight to your office.
Do not pass "Go."
* My, my, I want to feel... *
'Kay.
* Gotta get up *
* 'Cause you let me move *
* Gotta get up *
* For things you let me do * (sighs)
* Gotta get up *
* I'm alive, I'm alive *
* Shake it, shake it, shake it *
* 'Cause I'm feelin' so fine. *
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